That’s No Lurker . . . That’s BFF! March 4, 2017Posted by nrhatch in Humor, Joke, People.
One morning, as I chatted with a neighbor in the parking lot after water aerobics, BFF pedaled slowly around the lot waiting for me to stop talking and hop on my bike to head home.
After his 3rd or 4th circuit, I waved him over, “Donna, have you met my husband, BFF, before?”
But, instead of greeting him, Donna laughed out loud. “OMG! He’s your husband. I thought he was a lurker!”
Amid a chorus of giggles, I started singing ~> “Lurk. Lurk. Lurk. They call him a lurker.”
Aah . . . that’s better!