Three summers ago, I had a job as an over-worked, underpaid grease monkey in a car repair garage in Holland. One day, these two beautiful girls walked into the place, all stressed out as they'd just punctured a tire on the road outside the garage. So I came swaggering out, in my role of all-providing male, and helped them sort everything out. Once they'd left and expressed their eternal gratitude, I went to wash my hands. There was a mirror above the sink there, and as I looked into it, I saw to my horror a big booger on my cheek. It had been there all throughout my encounter with these two gorgeous damsels in distress. I was horribly embarrassed, and secretly thankful they never had a flat near that particular garage again.
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