Today hubby and I were on our way to the store when we passed a construction site where there was an extremely tall crane, slowly lowering a stepladder to the roof of the building under construction.
With a straight face, my evil husband said “I sure wouldn’t want to be the guy having to climb that stepladder to get into the crane.”
My reply, obviously before my brain caught up to my mouth, was “The guy doesn’t have to climb that ladder they’re probably just lowering it to the roof to use it. He gets in the box thing at the bottom of the crane—he doesn’t control it from the top geeez.”
That’s when I saw his evil smirk. One shouldn’t drive and smirk, I always say.
“You got me good this time” I said. Revenge, when it comes, will be sweet.
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Waiting for the, or maybe had the night of the revenge!
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