Moyra Melons was waiting for her husband to walk in through the front door after another hard day at the office. One might think he would have got used to it by now, but once again, he glared in pleasant surprise as he saw his lovely Moyra staring at him, as in the photo before.
"Good Lord Moyra!" he exclaimed.
"I want your advice on what sort of ear rings would match this jean skirt and top. I'm flummoxed as to what type of ear ring would go with this."
"Do you like being flummoxed then?" asked her husband.
"No but sometimes I just am," she replied.
"Well your going to get flummoxed again my dear. By the way I'm a man with a pretend speech impediment, when I say 'flumexed.' Do you understand." He grinned wolfishly.
"No I don't understand, but I've a feeling your about to explain," she replied and then the penny dropped for Moyra Melons. "Oh! 'Flummoxed,' and you have a speech impediment. I think I get it."
"No darling you are about to," he repled and closed the door and Moyra Melons did get it then - really, she did... :)
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If Moyra was standing there like that, waiting for an answer to her question, I would certainly give her one.
So would I... :)
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