The Lube and I were watching American Idol last night and Kellie Pickler, "the little minx," was singing.
I remarked, "She's a little flat."
"I don't think so."
"Yep, she's flat."
"She's not flat."
"You are tone deaf. How would you know if she's flat?"
"She's just fine."
"I'm not talking about her boobs, you eejit."
"Oh. I knew that."
A special note to The Lubricator:
Beware the Ides of March.
Speak up now or commit to another year.
Azaleas spilling over the deck rail.
More spring blossoms tomorrow.