As many of you know, Connie bought a red convertible sports car , in December, while we were in Florida . The following is an incident that happened on our way to the lake this weekend.
Connie had stopped in Waterloo to buy a newspaper and get some happy hour “fixins” while I sat in the car with the top down. The following is an exchange with a “gentleman” that came wobbling down the street.
Dal: Actually it is my girlfriend’s car. She bought it in Florida .
Dal: Yeah, She bought it there after her husband died. He left her a pile of money and she is having a good time spending it.
Just then Connie came back from the store.
Connie: Well I had to wait 49 years for it and I think that I deserved it
Dal: Bends over with head below dash and multitasked. (Snorted snot through nose, passed gas, and almost peed his pants)
Connie: Backs car into street. And says “what in the world is the matter with you”?
When we stopped at a light a block down the street, I explained the exchange between the gent and I, and how her statement at the end was the perfect (unknowing) retort and really fit the situation. We both got quite a laugh from the whole thing.
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