“I’d find the fellow who lost it, and, if he was poor, I’d return it.” – Yogi Bera When asked what he would do if he found a million dollars.
Gaby: How do you like my hair?
OK….I’m thinking. This could be a trap. No matter how innocent…at the very least, a loaded question.
And what about the hair? It looks the same to me. Did she get it cut? Colored? Please God, help me out here.
Bob: Looks fine to me. Did you do something to it?
Gaby: I cut it.
Bob: Oh. Well….looks good.
Gaby: Did you like it yesterday?
Gaby: Why didn’t you say something?
Bob: About what?
Gaby: About my hair. Before I cut it.
Bob: Well….I….don’t know. I mean……well uh……but….do I……………….after all…….
Gaby: Have you seen the newspaper?
Bob: It was on the couch the last time I saw it.
Gaby: What did you do with it?
Bob: I didn’t do anything with it. You must have done something with it.
Gaby: I saw you with it. I’m worried about you. Your memory is going. You are forgetting too many things lately.
Bob: Whatever. If we’re going to Walmart we need to go now. Let’s go.
So we walked to our van and this sight smacked us between the eyes.
Bob: Gaby…will you look at that. Whoever filled up the tank last FORGOT to put the cap back on. Oh, wait. That was you. Shazam. There is a God. You are so busted girl.
Gaby: I don’t know how that happened.
“If you think education is expensive, try ignorance” – Unknown
You are walking on thin ice, my friend.
You may be right.
Bob, Gaby Version 2.1 was as good as Gaby Version 2.0 Thoroughly enjoyed, Bruce
I’m starting to get some heat on this. There may not be a Gaby version 2.2.
Vickie, Vickie, Vickie…….I realized a long time ago man will never understand woman. We men eventually reach a point where the repartees takes on a life of its own and becomes humorous.
Bob, Bob, Bob…you must stop trying to figure Gaby out. It will never work. You married her because she intrigued you…and still continues to intrigue you:) Aren’t women wonderful?