While still seat to digest this morning’s breakfast at Denny’s, I brought up Allan B. as being a good boy to his mommy. He is married to a big cow from Mexico and from the looks of the wedding album he wasn’t smiling while holding the hands of his new bride, who was obviously glowing with joy for a potential green card!
With him being a good boy and all, I then mentioned how he replaced his Ford Mustang with a Ford Focus as a phase from boyhood to manhood. And Maw was being a wise crack: “Of course, Allan had to buy a new car! It’s because the big butt of his wife won’t fit in the small seats of that sports car!”
Paw love slapstick jokes and actually smiled even though he was in a foul mood this morning, repeating displeasures of a dirty leather seat of the restaurant’s booth and having the extra five bucks ready in his pocket for “Thuy”, the nice Vietnamese waitress who is pregnant with her Filipino husband’s first child. Yuch!
Anyway, I wonder why Allan hasn’t made a kid yet, compared to these mass-producing chickens. It’s because he is still a white boy at heart, only balding and taller. The way he kissed his new bride was like a chicken — one peck on the lips and in obvious wonderment if his cow was real!
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