Bob Wright
Hawkeye
Nita had gone to church, and I was home alone. The phone rang, and I answered.
"Is Nita there?" a young lady's voice inquired.
"No, she's not" I responded.
"Do you live there?" she continued.
"Ma'am, I reckon I do. I've been her husband for the last forty three years."
"Are you over eighteen?" she continued.
And I couldn't think of a single good comeback.
Bob Wright
"Is Nita there?" a young lady's voice inquired.
"No, she's not" I responded.
"Do you live there?" she continued.
"Ma'am, I reckon I do. I've been her husband for the last forty three years."
"Are you over eighteen?" she continued.
And I couldn't think of a single good comeback.
Bob Wright