These Jeans Were Obviously Made for Walkin’
Before Maria and I went on our trip to New York a few weeks ago, I had to pack my bag.
I packed plenty of shorts and casual shirts. You know, the things you need to wear to a tennis tournament.
Then I went to pack one final thing I thought I might need for the weekend.
Unfortunately, I couldn’t find it. I looked all over our room. Both of us knew where it had been a few days before. I remembered putting it in a very specific place, but it wasn’t there.
I could only come up with one explanation. My wife stole my good pair of jeans.