So I get a call from devilschild tonight, checking to see if I have a spare ignition switch he could buy from me. I told him I would check one of the basket cases out by the shed and would send him one with a key. I went upstairs and asked my wife to remind me to do this tomorrow (I have oldsheimers, ccrs, and a poor memory also).
She looked at me and said that all of riding these old bikes remind her of one of her lame old chick flicks, "The sisterhood of the Traveling Pants". I gave her one of my patented blank stares and asked her what she was talking about.
She says that like the movie, we are the brotherhood of the traveling parts.
Sigh...........
Its a good thing that she knows how to cook and clean house.
She looked at me and said that all of riding these old bikes remind her of one of her lame old chick flicks, "The sisterhood of the Traveling Pants". I gave her one of my patented blank stares and asked her what she was talking about.
She says that like the movie, we are the brotherhood of the traveling parts.
Sigh...........
Its a good thing that she knows how to cook and clean house.
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