The Husband God Gave Me came home last night with a strange yet true story.
While traveling home down the busiest street in West Michigan, he saw a man strip buck naked on the side of the road, directly in front of the pet supply store. A middle-aged, red haired, bearded, fat man. He appeared to be getting ready to step into traffic.
THGGM turned around (which could not happen quickly due to the amount of traffic) and on his return pass saw that the buck naked man was now sitting on a sign putting his pants back on.
In the next turn, an older woman had her hand on the now dressed man's shoulder, and was walking him down a side street. The pet supply store workers were all crowded together at the front door of the store, watching this all unfold.
THGGM and I lead such different lives. I never left the house yesterday. I miss all the weird stuff.
I am so thankful for that.
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I miss all the good stuff, too! I'm not sure I like that, though.
Oh dear...reminds me of what we observed on a beach in Hawaii. My in-laws had come to visit and we had been driving them here and there and we went to the far side of Waikiki so hubby and his dad could get some good photos of the lay of land there with Diamond Head in the distance. SO while they did that, my mother-in-law and I just waited in the car, tired from walking a lot and all. This guy brings his little fishing boat up on the shore, right in front of our car nearly, takes off his clothes, dries himself off with a towel and then gets dressed. I started laughing and laid down in the seat laughing. As I heard it later, my mil watched and told her friends all about it back in Idaho. There was a popular song then called "Ethel, don't look" (when streaking became popular in the early 70's). My mil told her friends, "But I looked!" My mil's name was Ethel.
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