So I'm walking across the parking lot of our condo in Chatham and a lady riding by in a BMW stops her car and says to me (in her Boston accent) "Didja heah my cah squeak?" and I
did hear her car squeak, so I say that I heard a squeak and so she turns to her husband in the passenger seat, points at him, and says, triumphantly: "See! He heard a squeak," and then a few minutes later I see her driving all alone, slowing down, and then speeding up, listening, and she says to me, "Nobody heahs my squeak."
You should have offered to fix the squeak and then taught their kid to ride a bike.
ReplyDeletethat's not funny, considering i'm in the midst of a fencing project . . .
ReplyDeletei've always found the epee the most useful for that sort of project.
ReplyDeletenot funny.
ReplyDeleteI put my foil in Mrs. Doyle.
ReplyDeletesabre? i hardly know 're.
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