I figure I might reasonably expect to sell 10 copies of each part, which, after giving Amazon its cut, should be enough for dinner and a movie for myself and a date.This sounds wrong to me and I start to do the calculation in my head. I'm even thinking I may have to send an email to Donald asking if he takes his dates to 7/11 for dinner. Then I see the next sentence:
Assuming my date pays her own way.There was something about being caught in mid-calculation like that. If I'd been drinking soda it would have been a nose squirter.
I hope he gets enough readers to pay for the date too. Women may say they don't mind going dutch, but I've always suspected that's like a man saying he doesn't care about breast size. It's true when he says it, but if the woman ignores him and gets, uh, ehnanced, anyway, he'll probably really like it.