I checked in a customer at the airport by the name of Tom Jones.
"Tom Jones, huh?"
"yeah, i get that a lot."
"I bet it's not unusual."
Polite laughter.
I wanted to pepper my small talk with more annoying Tom Jones references, but he was running late and I'm sure he wouldn't have taken too kindly to missing his flight because I needed more time to figure out how to slip "Sex Bomb" into the conversation.
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please tell me you called "moun'ain girl" immediately.
(sex bomb, sex bomb.)
i don't know who this singing fish is but s/he certainly knows about my musical tastes. i love the tom jones!
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