This Buoy’s A Keeper
(Note: “bow” in this context refers to the front of a boat.)
Me: “I am firmly anchored to you.”
Girlfriend: “Does that mean I’m the bottom of the sea?”
Me: “Or a boat. Which would you rather be?”
Girlfriend: “I’m not a boat. What a rude thing to think of your girlfriend!”
Me: “You could be a luxury yacht…”
Girlfriend: “Big and expensive?”
Me: “Luxurious and with a large bow.”
Girlfriend: “Hmm, maybe. You seem to have talked your way out of that one. Congratulations.”
Me: “You should expect no less from your anchor.”
Girlfriend: “I love you more than any boat has ever loved an anchor!”
Question of the Week
Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?