Saturday afternoon, I was sitting in my lawn chair, drinking beer, watching my wife mow the lawn. The neighbor woman from across the street was so outraged that she came over and shouted at me: ” You should be hung!”
I took a drink from my can of Busch Light, wiped the cold foam from my lips, lifted my darkened Ray Ban sunglasses, stared directly into this nosey-ass neighbor’s eyes and calmly replied….
“I am. That’s why she’s cutting the grass.”
