My wife, Kevin and I went out to coffee early yesterday morning and Kevin regaled us with stories from his last five weeks aboard an eco-tourism yacht off the coast of Mexico. As he was telling us about his travels I mentally dozed off and stared out the window of the coffee shop. It was just then that a small bird hopped into view, dragging a little stringy leaf heading for its Spring nest. Just as I started to think about how great it is to see some nature I caught back on to Kevin describing how much whales like to have their baleen rubbed and would swim right up to the boat and open their mouths for a little massage.
Stupid bird.
4 comments:
Kevin is not my wife's name.
I just thought I would clarify the party.
sure....
Toddy said...
Kevin is not my wife's name.
I just thought I would clarify the party.
Funny...I came here and, and I saw that slipup and I let you pass on it.
Self-editing is a good thing indeed.
Kevin is my wife.
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