A hot red convertible sports car with an equally hot woman driver raced by. My husband and his friends stopped to stare.
“Wow,” sighed my husband. “nice.”
“Yeah,: agreed his mate, transfixed.
“What colour was the car?” I asked.
They answer simultaneously, “Blonde.”
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
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