My wife was making the bed. She picked up something from it, remarking that it was 'still cold'. 
What did you say?, I asked, surprised. 
"I said the ice pack is still cold". she replied.  She'd put one in the bed to help her with a knee that she bruised last night. 
Oh, I said.  I thought you said 'the ass pack is still cold', and I could not for the life of me figure out what you meant.  I knew it sounded unpleasant, though, whatever it was.
She thought a minute. "It's a fanny pack ... with attitude'.
"With attitude?  How could a fanny pack... okay, I got it.  Its a regular fanny pack, only it has a vent for the emitting of noxious odors - Frat Boy Fart Mode -- for when people get too close to you on the escalator.  And a Batmobile option to light up a ten second flare jet out the back.  Yeah, that'd work. '
Fanny Packs....With Attitude.
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