Now you would think meeting an old buddy that you haven't seen for awhile and having lunch together would be just a normal activity. It maybe for some people but never for me.
We were talking and laughing and just having a good old time when the waitress came to take our plates away. I was just finishing my food and she reached for the plate. Seeing one lone french fry left on the plate I stabbed at it with my fork and tried to pop it into my mouth. The waitress didn't see me reach for the french fry and she brought the plate straight up and hit the fork. The french fry went sailing up and up and up and then came down in a lazy curve right for the lady in the next table's bodice. Except she had one of those low cut dresses held up by little strings. And, you guessed it, it hit the middle of the slide and down it went. Covered with ketchup it slid out of sight quickly.
She looked up with a shocked look on her face. Then she let out a yell that should have popped that french fry right out of there. She jumped up and continued jumping up and down. It was quite a sight. Here this lady was (young and quite beautiful lady) jumping up and down like a try-out for the Cowboys cheer leaders. I rushed to her side. "Lady" I said, "Don't worry, it is only a french fry"
It didn't seem to have any effect on her gymnastics. She was getting going pretty good. "Perhaps," I thought, "the french fry was hot" If so it is my duty to retrieve it and save her from grevious harm. So I yelled "LET ME HELP!" And attempted to find the offending french fry. She didn't seem all that appreciative and was splitting her time between bouncing and hitting me. It was quite a comedy routine and the other diners began to clap and cheer. My buddy was under the table laughing and holding his sides. I found the french fry and it burned my fingers so I threw it back in. Wrong thing to do, she started jumping again. I tried to help again and she was using Judo chops now. That did it, she was on her own as far as I was concerned. She finally slowed down to just a jump now and then and then "plop" the french fry fell out the bottom of her dress. She reached down to pick it up and I reached down to pick it up. "Thud" We bumped heads. "OWCH" this woman was going to kill me yet. My head must have been harder than hers because when she came up her eyes were crossed.
Just them someone grabbed my arm and nearly jerked it out of the socket. The next thing I knew I was being propelled out of the resturant. When I reached the sidewalk, I saw it was my buddy Greg that saved my life. And just to show my gratitude I am going to give him one of my kids next time they get into trouble.
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