you see in
the annual e mail
that the neighborhood
block party
association has
decided that this year
they want to have
a nude party.
that's right.
one with no clothes
on. adults only
of course, and
no pets for
obvious reasons.
big jim, or king
james, as he is
called by
his wife,
and a few women
in their book club,
has decided
to have it at
his house, because
he has a fenced
in yard and a large
heated pool.
you laugh and show
the e mail
to your wife, who
strangely says,
you know what, it
might be fun,
liven things
up a little
around here. i'm in.
aren't you?
you shake your
head no, and put on your
hat and gloves.
i'm going for a walk
you tell her. a
long walk through
the woods.
the world has gone
terribly wrong.
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