Lying in bed and Cheryl suddenly sits up.
Me: It was me.
Cheryl: What was that?
Me: My shoulder popped.
Cheryl: Ouch! How was that your shoulder, it sounded like fireworks.
Me: Um… I’m getting old?
Fireworks?!?!
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Conversations With My Wife And More
The writings of Amy Bright
Lying in bed and Cheryl suddenly sits up.
Me: It was me.
Cheryl: What was that?
Me: My shoulder popped.
Cheryl: Ouch! How was that your shoulder, it sounded like fireworks.
Me: Um… I’m getting old?
