And I wasn’t even making her listen to jazz

Mo is drinking my beer.

Is this our only beer, I ask.

No, she says.

Then why are you drinking mine, I ask.

I don’t want a whole beer, she replies.

Oh, I say.

If I win $450 jillion today, I will hire a trained monkey* to drink half a beer and give Mo the rest. I will be happy. Mo will be happy.

The monkey will be really happy.

I wish I had half a beer. But I’m glad I don’t have a drunk monkey …

* kids: please note this is a trained monkey on a closed course. do not try this at home.

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9 Responses to And I wasn’t even making her listen to jazz

  1. Maggynolia says:

    Mo only drinks half a beer? Does she also only eat half a frosty or half a breakfast taco? This is grounds to revoke her honorary Texas citizenship. But i won’t tell anyone… I promise.

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    • When we were talking about getting a new car, she just wanted to know if she could put a “god bless johnny cash” bumper sticker on it. i pointed out he’s not from texas. Neither am I, she said. there’s still some brainwashing left to be done here. I’m guessing a Hill Country drive through the bluebonnets will do it …

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      • Maggynolia says:

        Hey wait a second…. I just remembered something. I’m not from Texas either!! Why do I keep forgetting that?

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  2. gdionelli says:

    So after she was done drinking, was your glass half full or half empty?

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  3. tosuperstar says:

    Watch out for Mo and the Monkey, first it is half a beer, next it’s half your fries. Beer is a keystone drug.

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  4. Jenster! says:

    Mr Penguin doesnt touch my beer. We are both happy.

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