And yet again... a "church fixture" (elderly woman) thought I was Hus.
She kept calling me by his name. I *could* have had a little "fun", but
really wanted to get home.
(We get that constantly.)
I'm glad you made it a triple-"A". If it was just "AA", I wouldWelcome home, AccurateAmazingAdorableBear
have taken it personally!
Don't tell me you're "twins"...
You mean they just mess up the names, right?
You mean they just mess up the names, right?
In years past, we heard "twins" a few times. More recently, it's
"brothers". I could also recount a few times we were approached
at "the bar" (when we used to go out) ... but Classy may frown on
such lurid details.
OK... I believe the lawn will get a cleaning-up. It's been well over a month
since the last mowing and it's looking kind of ratty. Gotta do it today...
90+ tomorrow, "severe storms" Sunday, casino run Monday.
since the last mowing and it's looking kind of ratty. Gotta do it today...
90+ tomorrow, "severe storms" Sunday, casino run Monday.
We both have beards. Our hair colour (face and scalp) is identical,
and the "style" is very close. Top button open on shirts reveals the
same thing. However, every one of the pounds I've lost the last
few years has transferred over to him. So, that church lady must
have cataracts.
OK... out
That would be grounds for "divorce". Nope. Ain't happening.
One of you needs to shave or something.
We both share that very shallow requirement (among others).
I mean, give people a chance to differentiate at least.
Maybe you need an affectation. Monocle.
Maybe you need an affectation. Monocle.
