Island Of Misfits

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Back when the Old Hen and I were young, we were driving downtown Flint for some reason and a statuesque blonde went walking across the street in the crosswalk at a stop light. This gal was beautiful in all the right ways. I guess my eyeballs followed her, and my wife said, "You like that, don't ya?"
I replied, "I look at her like I'd look at a Lamborghini. I can admire it for what it is, but I'm a Chevy man."
She replied, "Yeah, but you wouldn't mind taking either one for a test ride."

Point taken.
 

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