I came out of the grocery store last night with Mr. G, and as I walked passed this beat up old truck, this bum---for want of a better description---stuck his head out the window and said, "HiiiiiiiiAiiiiii," in a way that sounded more like, "Would you have sex with me?"
Hey, it's not his fault, I had "the do me vibe" going on all day yesterday...LOL!
Anywho, I ran over to Mr. G and said, "Honey! Did you hear the bum in that dumpy truck? He was coming on to me!"
He said, "Yeah, I heard him."
I said, "Isn't your gut twisting with jealousy?"
He said, "If it had been a good looking guy in a Corvette, I'd be pissed. But him? That's just laughable."
I said, "FINE! But when I retell and slightly embellish this story--and I will--I'm telling everyone you were crazed with jealousy!"
Poor guy, he can't help himself.