Another one bites the dust

I couldn't do it. Lizard guy and I were supposed to play pool, but the more I thought about it, the more it grossed me out. Not him, his pet lizard. What if before he came to play pool, he touched his reptile? Then lizard germs would be on the pool cue and pool balls. Ew. Then what if at some point we ended up dating and he ran his hands through my hair? Lizard hair, no thanks. Worse yet, what if he went to kiss me and put his hand on my cheek?! Shudder. Couldn't do it. Think about it, we'd never be able to share fries together because of his nasty bearded dragon cudies. While I was trying to think of reasons to back out, he said he was sick and maybe another time would be better. Never thought I'd be so happy to hear someone was ill.