I have this thing I occasionally post as a Facebook status called Verbal Diarrhea Diaries (aka. the crazy shit that comes out my mouth). This wasn’t so much verbal as an email response, but it applied.
A few girlfriends and I were given a choice of venues to decide out next hanging out adventure. The following is how I phrased my vote because I cannot resist — bad puns or sexual innuendo, especially when combined and simply because I’m an idiot:
I vote for Medieval Times. I love watching when strong, virile men mount up, then getting a solid grip, pull it straight out front for all to see and then thrust it at each other until one falls for them. And the jousting is fun too!
Yeah, I know — I need help.
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