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Post by The Bubba on Jan 1, 2006 8:28:58 GMT -5
While at this new years party at the Elks club, I realized I had dressed too warmly and knew if I didn't do something I was going to roast before the night was over. Only living a couple of miles from the club, I decided to dash home. Going to the coat rack, I had a hard time trying to figure out where my coat was at being that The Bubbette hung it up for me. Finally I found it but something didn't seem right about it. I slipped it on and went to the house changed into lighter clothing and dashed back to the party. After arriving, I still thought something was odd about my jacket and finally realized I had taken someone's jacket instead of my own. I told the Bubbette and the people at our table and everyone got a hoot out of it. I took my sweetie back to the coat room and she showed me where my jacket was (under hers on the same hanger).We held the jackets up together and there was hardly any difference. What a hoot!
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Post by trueblue on Jan 1, 2006 9:24:32 GMT -5
Uh, how many drinks did you have Bubba?
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Post by The Bubba on Jan 1, 2006 9:37:51 GMT -5
That's what was bad, I was stone sober.
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Post by uk9698 on Jan 1, 2006 11:10:42 GMT -5
Bubba, you got me a little concerned. First the gas that day, now the coat. Am i seeing a pattern developing here?
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Post by The Bubba on Jan 1, 2006 11:23:43 GMT -5
I'm forgetting the gas story, refresh me.
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Post by uk9698 on Jan 1, 2006 12:16:57 GMT -5
The one where you left, then remembered and came back and paid. Hey, I need to give you one of my UK coats I have but never wear. You wouldnt have had that problem last night if you had it!
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Post by The Bubba on Jan 1, 2006 12:29:48 GMT -5
I had forgotten about the gas but it's in a area of it's own.
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