Courtesy of Joey...
Scene: Kitchen table. Joey's eating his A-B-C's & 123's. I'm reading the paper. The contents of my wallet lay spread upon the table, drying from their recent trip through the washer. ("But Honey, I was going to wear those shorts!"/"For the THIRD DAY IN A ROW?!"). Joey regards one card intently.
Joe: "Harold...umm....this doesn't make sense."
Me: "Huh?"
Joe: "Well...this says Auto-Zone Re-Wards."
Me: "Yeah..."
Joe: "There's nothing rewarding at Autozone."
Yep
Joe: "Harold...umm....this doesn't make sense."
Me: "Huh?"
Joe: "Well...this says Auto-Zone Re-Wards."
Me: "Yeah..."
Joe: "There's nothing rewarding at Autozone."
Yep
I believe the answer to "Honey, I was going to wear those shorts!" was "I washed them because they were in the laundry pile." Forget that you were gonna wear them for the third day in a row....the third day in a row out of the hamper? Now that's gross. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, my husband.
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