Monday, January 31, 2005

How Could You Resist?

On my drive home today, I saw the cutest little 300-yr old man jogging at the pace of a drugged snail. He was wearing what appeared to be a chalk white pair his wife's old pantyhose that he mistook for some of his leggings or perhaps thermal underwear. I was certain they were pantyhose and not running garb because of the wilted leghair that you could clearly see mashed against his knobby knees. I just wanted to scoop him up, take him to IHOP and let him gum at a banana split.

With any luck, I'll have my very own one of those in about 62 years.

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