One of my BILs married a European gal. On their first trip here mrs p6, a few others from her family and I picked them up late at night at the airport.
She insisted on seeing the city from Mt Washington. So at maybe 2AM we were all out on one of those pods. The railing has been painted and was not dry. She unzipped her husband and started rubbing his ...Obama...in the gray paint saying “now you look like old man.”
I haven’t gone back.
Later that week we took her to the Art Festival. When she saw the fountain she tore off her top and jumped in. She couldn’t grasp that while it might fly where she was from it was not a good idea here.
And people wonder why I’m the way I am...
Shoot! I just tried to click on my name but hit the abuse tab instead. When I tried to go back I closed the page.
FWIW I did not want abuse.
Dang touch screens!
You have a way w/words P6 :)
Great story!
LOL! Just got to work and saw your story about BIL’s wife! Hahahaha!