Wife and I went to the For Sixty Six Grill in Yarmouth for supper. Kandy, a waitress there, was a real sweetheart. There was a party of maybe a dozen of young ladies sitting behind Wife and I. I called Kandy over to our table and asked her, "If I buy a round of drinks for that table of young ladies, do you think maybe I could get lucky with one of them?"

Kandy said, "I don't think so. You are too ugly-looking!"

I told her, "I'll bet you a supper if I don't get at least one telephone number when I send over a dozen rounds of drinks!"

Kandy replied, "I doubt it!"

A while later she came to our table and said, "The gals just finished their last round. Did you get a phone number?" I told her, "No, I owe you a supper! By the way, those gals are getting a 'no' tonight, too. No sleep! They were drinking coffee!"

Wife said to me the other day, "You know, stupid, the fun part of our marriage used to be after lights out. Now is very seldom!"

I said to her, "What do you want to do about it?" Wife said "Let's rent a motel room out of town. Maybe being in a different bed instead of the one here at our rundown trailer might renew the spark in our marriage!" We went and spent a hundred bucks for a room. Guess what? It didn't work.

I fell asleep watching cartoons in bed and Wife fell asleep in a chair while knitting!

Until next week,

Dumpster Bill