Me: I've got Kona in my pants.
Lady Partner: In your pants?
Me: Ya. All my best resources for getting to Kona are there.
Lady Partner: Ah. You smell like cholrine.
Me: (Proudly) Uh huh. I've been swimming.
Lady Partner: So not all your resources are in your pants.
Me: (Proudly) All my best ones are.
So begins my journey to become an Ironman.
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