Vince and Chad were out working in the yard over the weekend.
I said “Smile!” They both turned around and Vince waived.
I said “That shirt HAS to go!” Vince said “It’s so cool . . and breezy! It’s just getting broken in. Don’t you throw away my shirt!”
When he took it off and tossed it in the dirty clothes, and then turned his back, I grabbed it and tossed it in the trash. Think he’ll miss it?









