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Betty asks…

A joke for you, do you like it ?

( I am from Switzerland, so my English is not the best, I hope you will understand it anyways ) Jerry in a supermarket had lost his wife and was looking all over for her, but he could not find her as he saw another man looking and searching too. He went to the guy and said:" excuse me sir, I am looking for my wife, could you help me to find her?" The other man answered surprised:"What a coincidence, I am also looking for my wife, I lost mine too ! So tell me, how does your wife look like?" Jerry felt relieved and answered :" well she has blond long hair, full lips, a slender waist, very big boobs, high heels, a miniskirt and a white tight t-shirt and she is not wearing a bra. And how does your wife look like?" The man answered quickly:" forget mine, we'll find yours."

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A very cute joke and your English is outstanding!

Sharon asks…

Do you like the beginning of my story?

Please rate it on a scale of 1-10. Constructive criticism is highly encouraged. And if you can think of a title please tell me. Well here it goes "Elsie! Give me my lip gloss!" I screamed at my little sister. She was running around our house's upstairs floor holding my lip gloss. I had to leave for my date in a half an hour and yet I was still chasing my demon of a sister. She was somehow able to pass me and run to the bathroom. I ran after her but it was too late, she had already locked the door. I decided to leave her alone and work on my hair. It was still wet and wrapped in a towel. I unwrapped it and let my damp dirty blonde hair fall to my back. I looked in the mirror. Looking back at me was a fifteen year old girl wearing only a camisole and girl boxer pants. My green eyes looked dull. I felt dull too after chasing Elsie for about twenty minutes. My hair was not working today. First I left it down. Then I remembered I would be out for a couple hours so my hair would dry frizzy. Next I put it up in a high side ponytail. It didn't look wavy and controlled like usual. Eventually I dried my hair, put it in a ponytail and curled the loose pieces of hair. It looked ok but not like I expected. I was going on my first date, and it was with a sophomore. This was probably one of the best achievements in the "girl book." His name was Tyler. He asked me out on Tuesday November 7th or shortened, last Tuesday. I was shocked when Tyler came to my locker after lunch and he said, "Are you doing anything on Friday, cause I sort of thought we could catch a movie." I have been asked out before, so this might not seem like a big deal. This was the first time a guy older than me asked me out. So since I had a crush on him since fifth grade I said yes. Since my hair wasn't perfect I needed a perfect outfit. We were going to a movie so he wouldn't see me much but I still needed to feel pretty. I picked out a purple dress shirt and nice jeans. I wore my silver high heels that had straps everywhere across the top. I put my outfit on and looked at myself in the mirror. I smiled with satisfaction; the outfit did look perfect, even with my not-so-perfect hair. I put the finishing touches on my face; some eyeliner, mascara, blush that I stole from my older sister, Jenna's room and my lip gloss that I retrieved from Elsie. I looked in the mirror for the last time before the date. I thought I looked great. This was horrible; I was a ninth grade girl who was going on her first date and thought she looked good. I was just about to go mess with my makeup a bit more when the door bell rang. "Crap." I said under my breath. "Bye mom." I yelled and slammed the door before she could come and embarrass me. "You look amazing." Tyler said. I giggled when he emphasized the 'amazing part'. He started laughing too which made me laugh harder. He was laughing at me even though he didn't know why I was laughing. This was obviously a sign that Tyler cared about me. At least that's what I hoped it meant. Trust me it is going to get a lot more interesting.

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EWWWWWWWWW. It so reminded me the first time I started writing. This is horrible. I also concentrated on the laughing, the staring at yourself and your clothes, applying make-up. So I read more books and I've improved. I don't write like this anymore. Just read more books and see how the pros do it. Oh to answer your question, I don't like the beginning of your story.

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