Zest Lit Issue 2, October 2013 - Page 62

A Bizarre But Entertaining Tennis Date I Seem To Have Survived: My Balls in Her Court (Another Tale from Timber Masterson’s Dementia Cul De Sac) | Timber Masterson

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Discussed: Hotsy-Totsy-Mamas-On-The-Make, A Sexy Mensa Swim Squad, Gregorian Step Monsters, Warm & Exotic Muffinish Places, A Hypnotic Ricardo Montalbán-like Accent, Ma Mère’s Den of Menopause, Inedible Playmobile Farm Animals, Masculine Prancing, Something Big And Furry With A Tongue To Pet, A Mammothly Humorless Wonderwall

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Every year at this time, I turn into Mister Nostalgia. (tf#1) Summer is all around us and thoughts of youthful zesty romance can’t help but pop up. To this day, I can still conjure her intoxicating devilish scent; an overwhelming combination of Bob Mackie perfume betwixt poppies and lilacs; a narcotic essence, brilliant and rare, hurdled through me and has stayed with me ever since. Did all hotsy-totsy-mommas-on-the-make smell like this? As I would learn in my