In a restaurant, it is always the soup that is served first.

After waiting for the program to start after an hour, the guests are hungry. In one of the tables, after the soup is served, the ten guests in that table are still starving.

One of them speaks, grinning, “We can have another serving.”

“How?” the others in the table chorus.

“Get your table napkins and wipe the soup bowls clean,” says the first.

They follow and wipes the soup bowls clean.

“Waiter!”

Waiter then approaches.

“We are starving here. The others are having their soup servings already.”

“Right away, sir, ” the waiter leaves puzzled.

The ten of them in that table had two soup servings each.

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In college, she told us that she had a very unforgettable memory of a loved one.

She had a best friend. He was a guy. This best friend of hers had a girlfriend which later became his wife. She also had a boyfriend that time. She was very close to him and he was very close to her. They call each other honey. They do not call their partners sweet names, only their first names.

One day, she realized she felt different. It was not friendship that she felt but love. It came as a surprise that her best friend also felt that way. He told a friend and that friend told her that if it wasn’t for the fact that they had been best friends for years, he could have tried courting. She resigned from the idea that there would be something for the two of them. She told herself that a lot would get hurt.

Then there was this group buzz session where she and her best friend were invited. After a while with booze, she was woozy. Her friends told her best friend to bring her to the room. She climbed the stairs weakly. Her best friend tagged along.

When they reached the bed, he helped her and laid her on the bed carefully. She was almost unmindful. Then suddenly, he kissed her, slowly at first, then with passion. She let go and kissed back. She was delighting those kisses when suddenly she pushed him as if coming out of a dream.

Her best friend was crying and telling, “I am sorry. I have grown to love you. I cannot handle my feelings for you anymore.”

“This can’t be. This can’t be. A lot of people will get hurt.”

Her best friend braced himself before leaving, “I love you so much that it hurts.” Then he left the room.

After college, her best friend married his girlfriend. Though in anguish, she tried to forget. And then one day, a heart rending news came - her boyfriend got another girl pregnant.

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It was one of the usual nights from school, tiring and boring. Home is boring. School is boring. His feet were heavy as he stepped on the passenger jeep which will bring him home. One by one, passengers boarded. Some were staring, some ignored him.

Suddenly, his senses were kindled. Lo, a hot chic was boarding the jeep. She wore this rusty colored hot pants revealing a well shaped pair of legs and a brown tank top. Everybody seemed magnetized, too. All eyes were on the hot chick.

Reaching her destination, the hot chic called on the driver to stop the jeep. Everybody was shocked that the voice was that of a man.

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Mimi scaled the table and with eyes cunningly watching moved toward the piece of cake. She started licking up the icing hastily before Ramona returns from the room (She suddenly remembered her handbag left inside). Ramona’s the boss of the house. She is even superior to Dexter who should be the master of the house. Mimi, by the way, is the household cat.

When Ramona returned briefly from their room, Mimi silently climbed down pretending to be innocent of the crime. Ramona took her seat and began dividing the cake into bite sizes. Contented and unknowing of the crime Mimi committed, she began taking the bite sized cake to her mouth, munching happily.

“Hmm.. the icing is good. You want some, Mimi dear?”

“Meowww.” Mimi responded with a whine encircling her body around Ramona’s leg. Then she climbed her lap.

Ramona’s eyes grew big. There were icing bits on Mimi’s whiskers.

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She twists and turns and believes she is a cat. It was a school fair but nobody seems to notice that she is mimicking a cat.

One of the students in the school notices the pretty little girl. He approaches and growls like a mad dog. Afraid, she runs towards her mother, crying. She did not see a block of stone on the pavement and trips and falls.

“Waaaaaahhhhh…!” she wails hard, “I don’t wanna be a pussy cat anymore!”

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