We made an impromptu run to the doctor today. (All is fine.) It's a beautiful day so I took the longer, more scenic route home.
As we drove by the canal, the mother-in-law commented to me, "I've noticed that your ducks are not nearly as sexually active as the ones at The Peabody in Memphis."
I almost wrecked the car. I'm going to have to ponder this for a while.
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1 comment:
Tell her I've been to (both) Peabodys and I never noticed. How can you tell? Were they making out in the lobby?
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