An Accidental Couplet December 16, 2007
Posted by littlebangtheory in poetry.Tags: groin sweat, moey, snow
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After shoveling some snow yesterday, I slipped into a convenience store for a coffee.
I handed the attendant a dollar bill from my pants pocket. As he took it, I saw his subtle wince at it’s wetness.
A little embarrassed, I tried to set his mind at ease.
“If it’s moist in Winter, it’s melted snow.”
He stopped, waited expectantly.
“If it’s moist in Summer… you don’t want to know.”
He looked at the bill for a second; then, eyes widening perceptibly, he all but threw it into the register.
Poor guy! You confused him with your verbal art!
It’s only nasty in summer if it’s wet AND gooey!
You nasty boy! No, My Son, Fetid Groin Sauce is gross even if it isn’t gooey!