“Matrimony… the final frontier. These are the voyages of the Starship Casamiento Segundo, its until-death-do-us-part mission… to explore a strange new relationship… to seek out a new life and new adventures… to boldly go where no sane couple has gone before.”
Señora and I were in Costco. A gentleman more elderly than us passed us by with much promptitude.
I commented to Señora, “someone needs to call 911.”
When she looked at me queerly, I added, “someone stole his butt.”
The whole time she was chastising me for my inappropriate, non-woke comment she was doing her damnedest to not burst out laughing.
The reality was that his posterior had fled to such an extent that I wondered how his britches maintained their position upon his waist without the succor of suspenders.
And so it was once upon a time in Costco.
Thanks for the laugh this morning. I know, laughing at someone else is frowned upon, but I’m more laughing at your Señora’s response.