Jack and Jill # 13


Jill: I’m not going to the party tonight.

Jack: We must go. Or my boss would be mad. You know him.

Jill: I don’t care. Your corporate parties are big yawns.

Jack: We’ll go, pretend enjoying and leave in a bit.

Jill: Jack, No is spelled N and O.

Jack: Ok. Actually, not going would spare us from a lot even beyond tonight.

Jill: What do you mean?

Jack: This would even spare you from planning our Europe trip.

Jill: Hunh?! *panics* Why?

Jack: I am ditching the party that he is hosting.

Jill: So?

Jack: For the trip, I’m counting on the bonus that boss would sanction; or not.

Jill: Umm, what should I wear for the party tonight? Red or Black?


Jack and Jill # 12


Jill: Hey, check out the newspaper. There is 60% off on women’s apparels.

Jack: You must be kidding. Sixty percent??? Show me.

Jill: Yeah! Isn’t that amazing?

Jack: So much discount would turn a saree into a bikini. *giggles*

Jill: I am off to shopping while you cuddle your stupid jokes.

Jack: Wait. Check out this little son of a spoilsport.

Jill: Who? Show me?

Jack: The teeny tiny *Conditions Apply at the bottom corner.

Jill: Oh, the discount applies only on purchases worth 20 thousand and more.

Jack: You can thank me for saving you some time.

Jill: Or…Thank you for setting me a target. See you later, honey. Bye Bye.

Jack: Nooo!!! Wait!!! *cries*


Jack and Jill # 11


Jill: Hey, do you remember my friend Nancy?

Jack: Oh, Yeah!!! I remember….. Nancy. *blushes*

Jill: *stares* Anyway. She told me there is a dance competition.

Jack: So?

Jill: So, I think we should participate. It is a couple salsa competition.

Jack: *laughs* You must be kidding, right?

Jill: No.

Jack: Dance? Me? Don’t you know me at all or what?

Jill: Come on. It would be fun.

Jack: Salsa and I are like Dogs and I. We just don’t mingle.

Jill: You can at least try.

Jack: Exempt me. We’ll do it when there is a competition for my dance form.

Jill: Your dance form? Which is that?

Jack: Swinging Hands-Twisted Face-Off balanced Legs- Tilted Head


Jack and Jill # 10


Jack: I am sick of lying around in the bed all day long. *sulks*

Jill: I know. But you need to rest for three more weeks. No concession.

Jack: I feel like strolling in open for a while.

Jill: You have a fractured leg. You cannot roam around.

Jack: I need fresh air. I am suffocating in this room.

Jill: Umm…I have an idea that could make you feel better.

Jack: What’s that?

Jill: Let’s go on a long drive. I will drive.

Jack: You know what sweetie? It worked, like a charm.

Jill: Enh???

Jack: Yes, I am feeling fresher already.

Jill: You would never let me drive your new car, would you? *shrugs*

Jack: Please shut the door when you leave. *pretends sleeping*


Jack and Jill # 9


Jack: What do you want for your birthday, honey?

Jill: It would be rather better if you didn’t ask that.

Jack: Why, exactly?

Jill: Because I want something that you would not let me have.

Jack: Come on, why wouldn’t I?

Jill: Because you hate it as much as I love it.

Jack: I don’t think so. We love the same things.

Jill: Sure. Except One.

Jack: Try me.

Jill: I want a Puppy.

Jack: No way!!!

Jill: I told you. You don’t love me as much as you hate dogs.

Jack: *ponders*


Jack and Jill # 8


Jill: You know, I wanted to become a pilot when I was a little girl.

Jack: I know.

Jill: *sighs*

Jack: But you are a pilot. My pilot.

Jill: What do you mean?

Jack: Kiss me.

Jill: What?

Jack: Kiss me. *closes eyes*

Jill: *kisses on his lips*

Jack: Wow. See? I told you. You are my pilot.

Jill: What??

Jack: You make me Fly. High.

Jill: *blushes*


Jack and Jill # 7


Jack: I didn’t know you would really make me cook dinner tonight.

Jill: What not? You lost the bet. You have to cook.

Jack: It was a stupid bet.

Jill: Yes. Stupid enough to drag you in.

Jack: And I can’t believe I lost the bet in the first place.

Jill: Believe it, honey, because you did.

Jack: How didn’t I know how much cash I had in my wallet?

Jill: That is the gamble that worked out well for me.

Jack: Anyway, how to cook rice?

Jill: I am calling the pizza place for delivery, as backup. Just in case.

Jack: No. No. I can cook. You guide me. I will cook.

Jill: Don’t worry. Pizzas, My treat! I’ve got twelve hundred bucks.

Jack: That is exactly how much was short on my guess in the bet.

Jill: *winks*

Jack: Youuuuu!!!


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