| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 02/26/15 at 06:52 PM a girl I was seeing wanted to kill me for wearing my collar up. what the hell, it was cold, and it was the winter of my discombobulation and I had every reason given my neck was facing a stiff breeze and seeing I was prone to stiff necks, you would think she would encourage the turning up o the collar? but no! she said winter and a stiff breeze is certainly no excuse. be a man, she exclaimed and not a wuss! I said, what's a wuss! she said a wuss is anyone who wastes a single solitary dollar on a collar. I said, I only bought the collar to impress you. if I would only have known how you felt about collars, I could have saved quite a bundle if I bought my jacket sans. see she said. now you are getting wise. and so it was that she was indeed correct. I had suddenly turned wise in my old age, enough to know that when you are living in an age where women rule, a fool shouldn't dare think to be a wuss and purchase his jacket with a collar. lest he wants to waste his dollar when that dollar could have been better spent on her fur coat. she was freezing her butt off, given women suffer as well in the winters of their discombobulation. however this chick was too much of a man to admit it. you get the drift? |
