Tuesday, February 04, 2025

Back Up Could Also Be a Bathroom Thing

A woman on a small motorboat holds a waterski rope and handle while talking to another guy who is on a sailboat. "If you're heading out, will you look for a little mustached man on water skiis with nobody towing him?"
March 9, 1966
"Sure, ma'am, but he's probably dead by now. Skis don't really keep your balance when you're not moving and make it harder to tread water. But I'll keep my eyes peeled. Sorry for your loss."

Why is she asking some random sailor and not someone that can do something like the police, or harbor patrol, or the Coast Guard. I mean, I'd hate having to go to the Coast Guard for something, but I know other people don't have a vendetta against them.

Brutus walks in and Veeblefester is standing right there at the door. I don't know if it's Brutus' office or a break room, or if the entrances to Veeblefester Inc. has simple wooden doors. "Sorry I'm later, Chief, but I couldn't help it. I drove to work and there was a huge backup coming in." "Traffic on the freeway?" Veeblefester asks. "No, the line at the donut shop drive-thru."
Okay. And where are these donuts? If you are going to use them as an excuse why you're late, then there needs to be some donuts for me.