The Ex-Mrs. Bulletholes called this morning.
We’ve been divorced, man, almost 20 years now.
Still get along pretty good, we do.
Still get along pretty good, we do.
“I’m keeping your Grandmothers china cabinet here" she says.
‘Yes, I know, thank you” says I.
“With the kids both gone, it doesn’t mean as much to me, but
I’m keeping it for them” she says.
“If I had room for it I’d take it off your hands” says I.
“Oh no, its no problem, I can keep it.” she says.
So there is a pause and she says “I’ve sold 26 houses this
year” (she sells real estate)
“Wow, that’s a lot of houses!" I said.
She giggles "Yes, it is!"
"That’s a lot of money isn’t it?” I says.
She giggles "Yes, it is!"
"That’s a lot of money isn’t it?” I says.
She giggles. “Yes it’s a whole lot of money!” says she.
Again a pause, and I go ahead and say it, remorsefully:
“I really messed up, didn’t I?”
I don’t think I’ve ever heard her laugh that hard.
4 comments:
I could read what you write all day long...
This made me laugh, and also made me a little sad. But like everything you write, it's enjoyable.
Hahaha, it was hilarious for us both. After 20 years there really is very little remorse. Its nice, being friends.
I do love to hear you tell a story, always with embellishment and pauses in just the right places! I could hear you telling this while I was reading. Great post Bullets!
Yeah, I nailed this one. She never saw it coming.
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