The Wife says that every time I wear a white shirt, I always spill something on it.I say it's not so.
And today, I have proof.
I wore a gray shirt and a black tie (with white stripes).
And I spilled something on it at lunch. Ketchup. From the fries that came with my 3-cheese bacon burger I ordered.
So, now I've shown that wearing a white shirt has nothing whatsoever to do with spilling food on myself.
I feel better now that I've proved my point. Or would, if I didn't have a ketchup stain on my silk tie.
Think bib.
ReplyDeleteDid they fix your tooth that fast?
ReplyDeleteAnyhow, Lord knows that happens to me too, maybe that's why I don't wear ties anymore unless I'm going for an interview.
And by the way Basil...see if you can find a place in Georgia that makes pasties. I found onehere in AZ that was so glorious to partake!
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