After a long day at work, I met up with Sleepless and Progressive for movie Friday. As was expected, they had my drink ready.
Watching movies with me is not good if you actually want to watch the movie. I’m in it for the background noise. So, while Progressive was providing Sleepless loads of flood therapy (sans copay), she and I were chatting. In the midst of the conversation, she told us, “I’ve found a new game I can play all by myself.” Progressive and I advised her we’ve been playing that game for some time. “We call it masturbation,” said Progressive.
This was a good cue to go, so Sleepless and I made our way. En route to Ice Cream Man’s house we saw a fire engine. More than us seeing them, they saw us – they even braked in an attempt for us to catch up. Little did they know we’re not interested in that kind of hose.
When we arrived at Ice Cream Man’s place he welcomed us and found a gift at his door: The Titan. If you’re not familiar with The Titan, well, you’re probably playing Scramble.
“Did you see what is in this package?” Ice Cream Man asked us. “No,” we replied. “The Titan. It’s covered by Medicaid. Nobody knows I own this unit.” He then added, “We don’t cover those. We cover penis pumps. Can I get you drink?” He moved The Titan, grabbed a glass of water, from which we had all been drinking, and said, “I figure you’ve touched my penile pump, we can share water.”
From now on, I’m praying to Ice Cream Man….or Scramble.