Thursday, June 15, 2006

Lip Service

A Geno story by Sweet.


The other day I was doing research on how to read the body language of potential jurors so I keyed in my search words (one of them lips) into the search engine and this picture appeared.




It so reminded me of Geno! It was August in Oklahoma and I was bored in the office so when the opportunity to help my friend Marti (Geno’s job clerk) train an new clerk I volunteered for the job, plus being friends with Geno and Marti would make for a fun trip to Fort Smith. So early Friday morning I went to the job and started with the training. Around 10:00 am Geno comes strutting into the office like that cock tattooed below his knee because he had three females working on his job.

The new clerk was complaining that her lips were chapped, which if you know Geno it started his engine and he was off and running. He told us he could tell whose lips belong to each one of us without even seeing us! I of course told him he was full of it and let the subject drop.

So later that evening we “girls from the office” went out for the evening had a few drinks and played with the local boys before returning to Marti’s home. We had a great time with way too much to drink (*wink*). As I was settling down to sleep I started thinking about Geno’s boasting. Geno and I are very competitive.One of our goals in life is to prove the other wrong on every occasion. So I was determined he had slipped himself up and I was hell bent to prove it (so I thought). I woke the girls up and we put on lipstick and kissed a piece of paper it looked kind of like this one.




I was so awake, finally having my chance to show Geno he was not all that and a bag of chips. I could not wait until morning. I drove across Fort Smith and left the lips on his door being very quite as not to wake him.

On Monday, he comes swaggering in to the office with this S—T eating grin on his face. None of us said a word. After about an hour he pulls the lips out of his pocket and, no kidding, he had given each set of lips the right name.

Now how could he do this? Can you? Or is it just Geno supremacy.

Sweet


Yes, it is Geno. No, no one else can do it.

2 Comments:

Blogger Lendres said...

You know Jeno?
Bob

Thursday, June 15, 2006 11:02:00 PM  
Blogger Tramp said...

With Geno, you don't have to make up stuff.

Tuesday, June 20, 2006 1:34:00 AM  

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