Saturday, January 16, 2010

Thou Still Unravish'd Bride Of Quietness

By now, the neighbors have sincerely regretted asking the Lockhorns over for a visit. Anguished as they are by tedium, they sit morosely on their settee with a grim resolve to get this evening of torture over with. Meanwhile, Leroy objects to what is probably one of the least offensive epithets Loretta has ever used when describing him.

2 comments:

Wings said...

Leroy is irked more so by the fact that these neighbors are apparently dry. He needs SOMETHING to get through a night with these two, much less Loretta as well.

Mr. Beautiful said...

Wings: Yeah. There's not even a coffee table. Those hosts are inhospitable. You can't blame Leroy. He probably needs Everclear by now.