I was over at VW's site reading some really funny anecdotes and it brought to mind one of my own. In high school I found myself in Midtown Manhattan one sunny afternoon when this handsome young man steps in front of me dressed in his Sunday best and says hello with his girlfriend in tow. Puzzled I simply said hello back and stood there for a moment because they were blocking my way. Realizing I didn't recognize him he finally said: "It's Tony from the YMCA."
"Ohhhhh" I said looking at him up and down realizing who it was. "I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you with clothes on."
At hearing this, his new girlfriend yanked her hand out of his and punched him in the arm. "I've never seen you naked!"
To which I quickly added: "I'm only used to seeing him in that tiny speedo he wears during swim class." That didn't make thing any better, so I simply said good bye and quickly walked away leaving Tony to deal with a very angry girlfriend.
Posted by Michele at October 21, 2006 09:25 PM | TrackBackLOL!!!!
Posted by: vw bug at October 21, 2006 12:29 PMA post worthy of Paul Harvey. Heh. :)
Posted by: Tuning Spork at October 22, 2006 11:28 PMFrom your Friday post, on which you closed comments:
With each new human remains discovery I wonder if this will finally be the time that Mike's remains will be identified.
Mike's remains have long since been identified, and they aren't in the rubble. They're in you and everyone that he ever loved and whoever loved him. His remains are right here and always have been.
Life, Baby. That's where/when we'll make our stand. :)
Posted by: Tuning Spork at October 22, 2006 11:38 PMAnd I'm sure you laughed all the way home! :)
Posted by: Ogre at October 23, 2006 06:22 AMROFLMBO
Posted by: Tink at October 23, 2006 12:06 PM