WHO MOWS THE GRASS
On Saturday afternoon, I was sitting in my lawn chair, drinking beer
and watching the wife mow the lawn.
The neighbour lady from across the street was so outraged that she came
over and shouted at me,
'You should be hung!'
I took a drink from my can of Coors, wiped the cold foam from my
lips, lifted my darkened Ray Ban aviators and stared directly into
the eyes of this nosy ass neighbour and then calmly replied,
'I am. That's why she cuts the grass.'
On Saturday afternoon, I was sitting in my lawn chair, drinking beer
and watching the wife mow the lawn.
The neighbour lady from across the street was so outraged that she came
over and shouted at me,
'You should be hung!'
I took a drink from my can of Coors, wiped the cold foam from my
lips, lifted my darkened Ray Ban aviators and stared directly into
the eyes of this nosy ass neighbour and then calmly replied,
'I am. That's why she cuts the grass.'