A Love Story

Saturday night I got all dolled up and went to the sock hop. I spotted a handsome fellow across the room.


I watched him from afar as he practiced his secret agent skills. He's deadly with a HANDgun.

I caught him looking at me a couple of times. I think it was my striking resemblance to Marilyn that caught his eye.

I got a little jealous when I saw the two of them whispering back and forth.

A little later in the evening, I spotted him at the bar.

Our eyes met and sparks flew.

He asked if he could buy me a drink.

I tried to play it cool.

But he impressed me...

With his debonair style and...

his amazing popcorn catching skills.

He was just so cool!

Then, he took me for a spin out on the dance floor. He was so light on his feet... a regular Fred Astaire.

After all that dancing, we were parched. So we headed to the soda fountain for a little refreshment. He was so dreamy!

He suggested we blow that scene and go for a cruise in his friend's ride.

So we rode off into the sunset...

And he asked me to have his babies and we lived happily ever after. The End.