My cousin was telling me about a date he had with a girl he met online.
He said, “Cuz, we were at this fancy restaurant, and everything was going perfectly… until I saw a HUGE spider crawling on her plate!”
“She started screaming, so I grabbed my shoe and started smacking it.”
After a few hits, it stopped moving.
I looked up proudly and said, “Don’t worry, babe. I got it!”
Then I noticed something strange about her face.
“Wait a minute… why does she only have one eyelash?”
He looked down at the plate.
Then he looked back at her.
Then back at the plate.
That “spider” wasn’t a spider at all.
It was her missing eyelash!
He had just beaten a piece of her makeup to death with his shoe.
She stared at him in complete silence.
He smiled awkwardly and said,
“So… dinner was good, right?”
