Neighbor Nancy, Matt and I were driving over to church (this almost sounds like a bad joke!) to pick up vehicles for the cousins who had flown to a wedding in California. (It was much easier to park them there than in our driveway!) We were talking about gross things/people we had seen at the Y. Our favorite conversation went something like this:
NN: Have you ever swam with the guy with the really hairy arms?
Matt: Like how hairy?
NN: Maybe two inches long!
Matt: There's a solution for that?
NN: What? That's how God made him!
Matt: WAX!
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