Setting: Our house, this afternoon.
NavyGuy: Hark woman! I am caveman. I have left the cave and tracked down a wild bird to feast on at Thanksgiving!
Mugs: What?
NavyGuy: I have done my manly duty of hunter/gatherer and secured a turkey for our Thanksgiving dinner!
Mugs: Seriously, did you hit your head?
NavyGuy: Bird! Turkey! I procured meat for my family! (grunting)
Mugs: So let me get this straight - as a "manly caveman hunter" you called the meat shop, told another man to go out and get a turkey, kill it, pluck it, and pull out its innards, after which you will brave the dangerous streets of downtown to retrieve it days before Thanksgiving.
NavyGuy: Well, I'll probably drink a beer while I cook it.
Mugs: There's your inner caveman.
Ugh....manly hunter....find good grub for family...ugh ugh grunt grunt (scratch scratch)
ReplyDeleteMaybe if you're lucky, he'll drag you by your hair to get the rest of the groceries.
I sent out 6 copies of your letter today. just an FYI....sorry I got behind on it and it got late.
~J
Many many thanks!!
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