Images 13: the SPOOKY edition

[Bob Schroeck]

<Bill Engvall>Heeeeeeere's your sign.</Bill Engvall>

Actually, that's not fair to the woman, who didn't actually ask a stupid question, just phrased a reasonable one ambiguously.

I took advantage of Peggy doing that once...  This was, oh, at least ten years or so ago, which means I may have already told this story here... if so, stop me.

No?   Okay, then.  <grin>

We were at the local Home Depot, in the garden section, looking at flower pots.  I was about fifteen feet away from her and spotted a rather attractive concrete Grecian urn.   We already had (still have) a "three graces" pedestal that we wanted to put one on in the back yard.  "Hey, Peg, a Greek urn!" I called out.

Without turning toward me, she kind of distractedly asked, "What's a Greek urn?"  (Meaning, in her usual way, "what and where in all of this stuff did you see a Greek urn?")  

Of course I couldn't pass up the perfect setup for an old joke, so I promptly replied, "Oh, about ten drachmas an hour."  Which prompted a woman shopping near us to laugh out loud, and for Peg to give me a disgusted "Oh, Booooooob."