One hot Saturday afternoon, I was sitting in my lawn chair in the shade,
drinking beer and watching my wife mow the lawn.
The neighbor lady from across the street was so outraged at this that she
came over and shouted at me, "You should be hung."

I took a drink from my glass of PBR, wiped the cold foam from my lips,
lifted
my darkened Ray Bans and stared directly at this nosey femaledog and then calmly
replied...

"I am, and that's why she cuts the grass."