We spent the next 3 nights dancing under the stars and hot tubbing with a nice elderly couple from Boise. On our last day Penny got sick from a bad Crab Bisque soup and spent the rest of the cruise in the bathroom. I couldn't believe how selfish she was being, just because you're sick doesn't mean you should be more than three feet away from my beard at any time. I starred and the ceiling for what seemed like days, turns out it was 26 minutes about the length of an episode of the Brady Bunch. At minute 25 I decided I didn't love Penny and I could never devote my life to anyone who ate bad seafood or has a weak small intestine.
Do I regret not marrying Penny? Only when Wilfy is pounding my head in with a rotary phone, he loves the way it makes a ding against my temple. Other than that I hope I never see that scabies sack again.
Love and Peace from your friend,
Kenny

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