Sunday, May 18, 2008

Smells Like: A Whore House...

There are times when my wife has to call it as she sees it...

So here we are staying in a hotel and our kids are in the room next door, when my wife leans into their room and announces loud enough for anyone in the greater Brandon area to hear, "It smells like a whore house in here!" Of course, I'm paraphrasing on the off chance my Mom reads this. Anyway, the boys had just taken showers and were gussying themselves up with overwhelming amounts of cologne.

Situational Awareness is everything and what my wife failed to take note of was that to her back, a couple was exiting the hotel room next to the kids room... And, well... How to put this delicately?
Well, this might help explain why I found the situation so funny.

I'm just sayin'...

1 comment:

  1. Where are the councilwomen when you need them?

    Oh, right. You're in Florida.

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