So Marshal Halloway, Rob Pincus & I are at an industry dinner in a tres-swank restaurant in Scottsdale last night. Marshal gets up to use the facilities and comes back all eyes wide. "There's a guy named Bill in the bathroom who asked me if I needed any help or wanted a mint...in Kansas, there's no one to help you pee!"
Happy birthday, Marshal! Want a mint?
-- Post From The Road
Well.... I reckon them thar city folks do like to have someone givin' them a hand no matter the situation. This here country boy has seen the elephant and is headin' home to Kansas. Can do do my business there without lookin' over my shoulder.
ReplyDeletehilarious!
ReplyDeletePerhaps, seeing Marshall's advanced years, the wash room attendant assumed he needed some assistance.
ReplyDelete- Erhardt
Happy Birthday, Marshall.
If you give him a dime he'll tear out and hand you two pages of the Sears catalog.
ReplyDeleteMaybe it was a gay man in the bathroom who found Marshal attractive :-)
ReplyDeleteMarshal,
ReplyDeleteIt ain't your shoulder you gotta be worried 'bout in that kinda situation.
Shocked me 1st time too, it was in Cozumel...Run Gump Run, is all I can say.
And with them new fangled flush toilets too? What will this world come to next.
ReplyDeleteYou sure he didn't mean the big white mint in the urinal?
ReplyDeleteNothing wrong with that...in fact, it lets you keep both hands on your reading material.... :)
ReplyDeleteWas his name "Larry Craig"? Can't be too careful these days, MH...;>}
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