(I hope this brings a smile to your faces, folks. Lord knows, we need to laugh in between the tears.)
A simple elevator ride isn’t so simple when you’re The Hook…
BEWILDERED GUEST: Hey, buddy, you mind if I ask you a question?
THE HOOK: Go right ahead, sir. (I’d have to be a fool to pass up the opportunity to score some invaluable blog material, and this gentleman was white, balding, overweight, fiftyish and as nervous as Kim Kardashian during an audit, so I knew I was going to walk away with gold.)
BG: The wife wants to spice things up so she sent me out for this shit.
He opened a bag and revealed a length of silk rope, handcuffs and a ball gag. (I’m not sure precisely why people feel they can trust me with their dirty laundry, but I hope they never stop.)
BG: What should I do?
THE HOOK: How long have you been married?
BG: Thirty years.
THE HOOK: So you must realize you don’t have a choice, right? The decision has already been made for you.
BG: Yeah, but I’m not sure I can tie her up and put a ball gag in her mouth. Wouldn’t that be a mistake?
THE HOOK: Sir, the mistake would be untying her and taking the ball gag out.
The doors opened and as I made my way out, I could see the wheels slowly turning as he considered my advice….
I LOVE WORDPRESS…
Here are some of the pics the Media Gallery suggested I use for this post.
I am at a loss. I have no idea why WordPress chose to offer me a pic of Natalie Portman & Mila Kunis swapping spit, but mine is not to question why…
That’s all for now, folks. What else could I possibly add at this point? Be well, my friends.