Drabble by Kevin Fagan for June 12, 2024

The universe is a mysterious place

Because SHE does not love the car SHE LOVES YOU

I can’t even begin to parallel park.

It’s a gift.

AAAANNNNDD she can’t see she married an idiot, and gave birth to another

Wally spotted the crumb!!

that’s a crumby way to welcome him home

She isn’t looking for the curb.

Reminds me of the song by Larry Groce, Junk Food Junkie.

A dear old aunt of mine passed away years ago, but i do believe that she could spot fly crap on the wall from 20 feet away.

The curb is below her line of sight.

Ha, ha! That old “women can’t drive” schtick leftover from the 1940s.

(the laughter was sarcasm, in case that didn’t come across.)

His diet isn’t her business.

It’s called selective seeing.

Even if she didn’t see the crumb she’d have smelled it on your breath.

Or the price tag when she shops.

Let me take a guess. She is more interested in keeping you alive and possibly healthy than in seeing the curb.

A trick I learned about parallel parking in a space between two cars, pull up slightly ahead of the car in front, turn the wheel towards the curb while reversing, when you see the whole car you’re backing into in your side mirror (driver’s side) turn the wheel the other way. Perfect every time. I used to do deliveries with a truck, trust me.

Well that’s an easy one. You can’t nag the curb for being in your way.

Because she doesn’t get her jollies harassing the curb.

…or the “Check Engine” light flashing.