Travelling with your girlfriend can be an exciting experience. For me, travelling with her was an eye-opener and I am yelling “Help” from the top of the tree.
You remember that I took my girl for a romantic outing to a spa? What I did not tell you was my panic thirty minutes before we left.
My dear partner was getting ready. I showered and dressed and was waiting for her on the couch. I was silently reading a book while waiting for her and time went by. An hour went by and then another and then I went for another shower and get dressed again. Hey, anything to kill the time. Was I going to watch the Olympics while waiting? Too early in the day.
After an eternity, a body bag came flying out the bedroom door. I nearly jumped out of my skin. Fortunately, my skin was sewn tightly on me otherwise I would have surely jumped out. What did she have in this body bag? Is she a serial killer by night? Is that her hobby and she wants me to help bury the body?
I slowly got off the couch and went to peak at the booty, when all of a sudden another was hurled out of the bedroom. What shall I do? Call the police? Do they have opening hours on Friday mornings? The next thing I see is my Sharon dragging another body bag out of the room. WTF?
“Sharon, what is this? Why all the body bags?”
Sharon replied, “You silly goof. These are not big enough for body bags. What did you think I was, a serial killer?” Well, hell yeah. “These are small duffel bags for our trip!”
OK, I was in the army and I walked around with a duffel bag, but what trip? We are travelling to a spa for the day. Kill Me Now!
“Come on Lawrence, you will make us late. Bring those to the car and I will tell you what is in them.” So now I am the porter, am I? Well better to be a porter than a porterhouse steak.
Somehow those three bags found their way into my Mr Bean type car and we started our journey to the spa.
“OK, what is in those bags?” I innocently asked.
“Oh, just some stuff that we may need today. Creams for my face. A change of clothing and some other essential items.”
Wait a minute, we are going for a day’s trip and we will be back by nightfall and you are taking all that? What about when we go away together to spend a night or more? I had better not open my mouth to say something, this is our Valentine’s day.
I am doomed. Kill Me Now!
Get out and date, my friends!
Lawrence
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