Oh, poop.
How were the islands, m'dear? Wondered why you would be taking scuba lessons; now we know. Find any gold bullion? Spanish artifacts? Incan treasure?
Of course I saw BS; many times, know it by heart. And the faux Rambihome was a stroke of genius; did one of the boys suggest it?<G> Of course, a few of us recognized the fact immediately; the tip-off was the replacement of the Steinway baby grand with the flood-damaged Yamaha upright with the fraternity symbols scratched carelessly in its mouldered veneer...
Monica did wonder about the grass stains on her new mink-lined velvet kneepads (God, she's incredibly gauche!), but by the time she began complaining, the evening was too far along for the bulk (and I use the term advisedly) of the "guests" to notice, or to register the whines, which were a few octaves above high C.
Shame about the Chardonnay, though - the neighbors were still displeased, and we DID need a peace offering...
Oh, yeah - welcome home! |
