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Friday, March 06, 2009
The Nearness of You
Tonight, my wife and I are ditching the kids and heading off for a romantic dinner at one of the best restaurants in our area. It has a panoramic view of ocean, mountains, green hills, and the lights that bloom from the city as the sun sets.
Once upon a very long time ago there were three amigos (still are). Amigo number 3 had a girlfriend at the time who he was very into for pretty much one reason (hooooooot!). He also had a rather libertine mother who didn't much interfere in the goings on in the bedroom of her late-teens son.
So one night Amigo 1 & 2 stop by to see amigo 3, who ain't there but out with aforementioned person of his desire. Amigo 3's mom apprises amigo 1 & 2 of said situation and advises, knowing her son as she does, that they wait in his closet until the lad arrives home.
Thus was the course of action. They waited not long until amigo 3 and ladylove arrived, greeted mom appropriately and retired to said bedroom and commenced to hein' & shein'.
After an appropriate wait until JUST THE RIGHT MOMENT they flung open the doors and announced their presence to the happy couple.
That my buddy and I got out of there with our lives amazes me to this day. Tis still a tale told round the pubs, mostly by us. And he's still like a brother to us.
Now, my dear Pastorius and your immortal betrothed, just about the time supper is o'er and the good stuff begining I want you to imagine Sir Publius and the Midnight Rider hiding in your closet. Waiting. Lurking. Smirking.
Cheers, friend! Eat drink and be merry for tomorrow is a weekend!
"Nearness of You" faded quickly after reading MR's 3 amigo's escapade. Replaced with repetitive bars of pop-goes-the-weasle bouncing off the cranium walls.
#3 may still a brother to ya amigo's - Did(hooooooot!) gf appreciate the gag and remain?
Yeah, after the initial trauma and a few weeks of therapy she appreciated the gag but, no, the romance didn't last the summer which was his fault (and he admits it).
But, after several girlfriends and one bad marriage (that one was her fault) he is now happily married ten years with 2 really cute little kids.
5 comments:
One of my favorite old standards.
Nice.
Sounds like the Penthouse at the Huntley hotel. Have fun.
Once upon a very long time ago there were three amigos (still are). Amigo number 3 had a girlfriend at the time who he was very into for pretty much one reason (hooooooot!). He also had a rather libertine mother who didn't much interfere in the goings on in the bedroom of her late-teens son.
So one night Amigo 1 & 2 stop by to see amigo 3, who ain't there but out with aforementioned person of his desire. Amigo 3's mom apprises amigo 1 & 2 of said situation and advises, knowing her son as she does, that they wait in his closet until the lad arrives home.
Thus was the course of action. They waited not long until amigo 3 and ladylove arrived, greeted mom appropriately and retired to said bedroom and commenced to hein' & shein'.
After an appropriate wait until JUST THE RIGHT MOMENT they flung open the doors and announced their presence to the happy couple.
That my buddy and I got out of there with our lives amazes me to this day. Tis still a tale told round the pubs, mostly by us. And he's still like a brother to us.
Now, my dear Pastorius and your immortal betrothed, just about the time supper is o'er and the good stuff begining I want you to imagine Sir Publius and the Midnight Rider hiding in your closet. Waiting. Lurking. Smirking.
Cheers, friend! Eat drink and be merry for tomorrow is a weekend!
"Nearness of You" faded quickly after reading MR's 3 amigo's escapade. Replaced with repetitive bars of pop-goes-the-weasle bouncing off the cranium walls.
#3 may still a brother to ya amigo's - Did(hooooooot!) gf appreciate the gag and remain?
Yeah, after the initial trauma and a few weeks of therapy she appreciated the gag but, no, the romance didn't last the summer which was his fault (and he admits it).
But, after several girlfriends and one bad marriage (that one was her fault) he is now happily married ten years with 2 really cute little kids.
To one of his former high school students. . .
I've got some squirrely friends.
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