Visiting the In-Laws at Lake Okeechobee
It’s a beautiful day for a walk. I’ve parked the car and I’m on my way to the top of the dike where my skates-wearing wife is waiting for me. A beat-up truck throws up a little gravel and dust as it pulls up next to me and my 92-pound Siberian Husky. I am looking at a white-haired man with a porn-star moustache. He’s seated with his wife and a child.
Man: Do you know kung fu or jujitsu or something?
Me: No, I don’t.
Man: Well you ought to. The way you look makes me want to kick your ass.
Me: I bet,… I bet it does.
Man: You want to fight? I’ll fight you right now. [Puts truck in park]
Me: Why would I?
Man: You better just watch yourself.
Me: Have a nice day.
The truck drives away. I approach Midge’s location.
Midge: What did that guy want?
Me: To kick my ass.
Midge: Really? But you were smiling the whole time.
Me: I know.