I overheard my husband on a sales call:
"You want me to deliver the equipment to Whatchamacallit? Isn't that the nudist community? Dude, I'll only deliver it if you don't show up naked."
Which reminded me of something I said to my husband when the same community was bidding for his band to play there on New Year's Eve (which would have required THEM to also be naked and they had it all negotiated out with socks Red Hot Chili Peppers style and shades to protect them from being struck blind). I said:
"If you play there, you'd better not sit down on any of their chairs or I'll never have sex with you again."
And the drummer (who plays directly behind the hub) said:
"And you'd better not be dropping your guitar pick all the time either, Spilling."
Thankfully, the nudists were outbid by a local club owner.
Sometimes even every day life is just a bit weird for my taste.
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Not often is it good to be out bid, but it sound like this was a good time.
ReplyDeleteI remember 20 years ago when I was in Oz staying with my aunt. I came down stairs one morning and wandered out into the yatd and my uncle was stark naked sunbathing.
ReplyDeleteI wish he had warned me they were nudists!
As someone who got a kick out of Buck Nekkid and the Bare Bottom Boys I probably would have found this funny. But I have a really stupid sense of humor anyway.
ReplyDeleteoh wow - thx for the laugh.
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