Comical banter Stories

“Well fuck you then! Ugly bitch!” Alan sat in his black pick-up and released a billow of cigarette smoke. Another advance. Another rejection. Another dose of bitterness. “When you’re sixty, you’ll be begging for this attention!” He drew in another cloud, inhaled, and then quickly exhaled followed by a chuckle. A bleached blonde with oversized, gold-framed sunglasses marched along the side-walk via his wing mirror. He plan...