At work, I was getting some office supplies from the cabinet when two of our youngest and prettiest office-mates strolled by. “Hi, Bob,” said Erin. “Hi, Bob,” said Laura. Then, with all the bravado a PYT* can muster, Erin remarked, “Just two hot chicks tellin’ ya how it is!”

Without hesitation, I shrugged and replied, “I’m used to it. I married one.”

*PYT = Pretty Young Thing. Michael Jackson was a freak, but he was one hell of a songwriter!

Bonus!
Quote for the day:
“Okay. Now what?”
William the Conqueror