Guido, like many New Yorkers, thought communication was talking and didn’t give much thought to the listening part. As a result, he thought his girlfriend had said “tangle,” not “Tango,” when suggesting dance lessons. Turns out she thought real lessons, not YouTube videos, might be helpful as well . . .
With the appeals court evenly split, Rhonda was the swing vote, and she was leaning towards the right . . .
Gerard was ready for the Elvis Viva Las Vegas look-a-like contest. He had the hair down, the hip shuffle, everything but the sequined jumpsuit. Well, he’d just have to wing it . . .
Judy hated it when her husband Ken always talked down to her at social gatherings just because he was a lofty nuclear physicist and she a humble micro biologist. This led her to begin work on a new humility virus she was going to test on him, and then send to all politicians, sports stars, movie and TV stars and the Hollywood/music crowd disguised as Jelly Belly jelly beans . . .
Justine was so engrossed in 50 Shades of Gray that she forgot her SPF50 sunblock and was headed for 50 shades of red . . .
Since the budget cuts and downsizing–of both personnel and equipment–Clem had been forced to use a paddle board as his pilot boat to direct the super tankers and mega container ships to their docking site. He just didn’t feel he got the respect a pilot should have . . .
