Watching my wife mow the lawn.

On Saturday afternoon, I was sitting in my lawn chair, drinking beer and watching my wife mow the lawn. The neighbor lady from across the street was so  outraged that she came over and shouted at me,  ‘You should be hung!’ 

I took a drink from my can of Miller Lite, wiped  the cold foam from my  lips, lifted my darkened Ray Ban  sunglasses and stared directly into the  eyes of this nosy ass neighbor and then calmly replied,  ‘I am. That’s why she cuts the grass.’

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