I was walking down our road to get the mail when Kevin pulled in. I noticed that he had the window down on the passenger side so I stopped and waited for him.
He pulls up, my husband who looks like a State Patrolman in his Oakley sunglasses, in his Mustang that I washed, thank you very much, looking all cute and stuff.
I listen...."Oh My GAWD How OLD are you!?!?!!"
All I heard was twang and "Sahwduhst on the Flooohr..."
I can't even guess what the song was. Way before I started listening to Country.
He's all "What are you talk....GAH!" then revs the engine & spins the tires a bit, pulling away in disgust.
When I returned to the house, he's singing like he does, with a grin.
At least it wasn't Johnny Horton because that has actually happened.
1 comment:
You guys are cuties.
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