I had an enjoyable conversation at lunch today with my brother*. Alas, I forgot to mention the one thing that I had really wanted to tell him.
After church this past Sunday, I happened to noticed that the car next to mine had the vanity plate:
I PADDLE.
Curious, I lingered, hoping to get a glimpse of the vehicle's owner. As luck would have it I never did see whose plate it was, but as I waited, my imagination took flight.
In my mind I conjured a vision of the car's owner as a leggy, stern-faced beauty.
And, as my fantasy soared, I decided what I would say to this imagined goddess when she appeared:
"I have been a very naughty boy!" :-)
*who is, after all, one of only a few people who share with me in a sort of 'congenial perversity' :-)
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