True story
My 29 year old son came to visit this weekend.
He lives on the beach, about 5 hours from us.
I see him every 6 months or so.
He is in radio and seems quite upscale. (not to me).
He asks me to join him at his buddy's house.
Needed to pickup something there. Quick stop.
We get there. There are 5 guys(ages 25-29) plus my kid. All in
trendy summer attire and backwards ball caps.
One guy is cursing his laptop, can't access whatever he's after.
The other boys (men?) look over his shoulder, to help.
I say to him, Dude, take your "caps" off!
Every one of them REMOVED their HATS!!
No Sh@!.
I 'bout pee'd myself, laughing & crying!!!
My ribs and throat still hurt.
Wish you could have seen it.
Chuck
He lives on the beach, about 5 hours from us.
I see him every 6 months or so.
He is in radio and seems quite upscale. (not to me).
He asks me to join him at his buddy's house.
Needed to pickup something there. Quick stop.
We get there. There are 5 guys(ages 25-29) plus my kid. All in
trendy summer attire and backwards ball caps.
One guy is cursing his laptop, can't access whatever he's after.
The other boys (men?) look over his shoulder, to help.
I say to him, Dude, take your "caps" off!
Every one of them REMOVED their HATS!!
No Sh@!.
I 'bout pee'd myself, laughing & crying!!!
My ribs and throat still hurt.
Wish you could have seen it.
Chuck
Do not get between a wombat and a chocolate biscuit; you will regret it dearly!
Sal
When the Roads and Paths end, learn to guide yourself through the wilderness
Beyond the Path
Do not get between a wombat and a chocolate biscuit; you will regret it dearly!