Sunday, September 11, 2011
It's September 11th and I'm gonna tell you a little story about this September 11th.
Does it tie in to that infamous Sept. 11th ten years ago?
Last week Wifey cut the grass for me. She does that sometimes.
So today it was my turn.
I go out to the garage, get the gas can, all ready to fill up Betsy.
Betsy is missing her gas cap.
Wifey was the one to last use the mower.
Back into the house I storm!
"LUUUUUCY!!! WHERE IS THE GAS CAP!!!???"
So out she comes to retrace her mowing steps.
It seems she filled up the mower on the front yard.
We morphed into Lewis and Clark and searched for the missing gas cap.
After what seemed liked three minutes (It was probably two minutes) she found the missing gas cap..
So all was good.
I filled up the tank and cut the grass in the traditional diagonal pattern.
But my mind was made up.
Wifey was to be put on (dramatic music) MOWER PROBATION!
She would need to do the three step check each time she used the mower.
Gas cap on.
Oil cap on.
Mower washed afterwards.
So I went in in the house and told Wifey that she was now on (dramatic music) MOWER PROBATION!
Here is how Wifey responded:
WIFEY: "Fuck off."