On TV, Sharon was dressed in a not-too-flattering green bikini, and it looked like she'd been intentionally made up to look unattractive, with frizzy hair and glasses. She smiled, a nervous smile that revealed the braces on her teeth, and said, "I thought you invited me over to swim in your pool, but you're not even dressed for it! What gives?"
The camera switched to a nerdy-looking 25-year-old guy -- which meant, of course, that he was supposed to be a teenager. He spun around in his desk chair, folded his arms across his sweater vest, and said, "Oh, I'll get ready in a little bit. I just want to try something first."
Back to Sharon. "What do you mean, try something?"
The guy smiled, reached behind himself, and picked up a leatherbound book that had been sitting on his desk next to an old-timey PC. "I acquired this recently," he explained in his nasally voice. "It's a book of spells."
"Yeah, right," snorted Sharon.
Jim was fascinated, watching his girlfriend act in a movie, apparently doing and saying everything the original actress had done and said. While Sharon and the guy argued about whether magic existed, Jim found the remote control that actually went with his cable box and hit the "Info" button. This revealed, in text overlaid on the picture, that what he was watching was "The Book of Lust," a movie from 1987 starring no one he'd ever heard of. The on-screen description of the film read, "Nerdy Melvin finds a magic book, casts a few spells, and the usual 1980s teen sex comedy hijinks ensue." Jim was a little disappointed to see that it was rated PG-13, so he probably wouldn't get to see Sharon nude on TV.
He pressed another button to clear the text just as Melvin, apparently his name was, annoyedly said, "Then I guess there's only one way to prove it to you." He quickly flipped through the book, found a page, pointed at Sharon, and said...
Fri Jun 20 02:41:48 2008