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Presented Without Comment

Okay, not really. I mean, come on. When I’ve got something like this, well, I’ve just got to comment on it. Go ahead, click on the word “this” in the last sentence. I mean, seriously, take the time, read the story and then get back to me. I’ll wait.

Back already? That was quick. So, there I was, innocently cruising the new sites, trying to avoid politics, but still find something interesting, when I stumbled across that story. After I stopped laughing at the headline, I thought — to myself — I need to share this. Of course, I turned to my wife, known to me as She Who — no, never mind. That joke was just too easy. Also? She’d probably kill me and I’ve got things to do next week.

My wife (Must. Resist. Joke.) couldn’t believe it, so I had to read the whole thing to her. It took about a half hour because I couldn’t stop laughing. If you haven’t clicked through already to read the article, please do. Otherwise, I’ll seem like a completely insensitive cad. And just let me state that the reason I found this whole thing funny, despite a pretty serious topic, was the stereotypical reactions of both males and females to the act described. I’m not saying breast cancer is funny. My mom survived it, so I know it’s not a fun thing. Anyway, back to making me seem like an insensitive cad. The line that made me lose it was the following:

“The University researchers stressed that, though breast cancer is relatively uncommon, any steps taken to reduce the risk would be a wise decision.”

I finished reading the article, finally got control of myself and turned to look at my wife. (stay strong. stay strong.)

“Well?” she asked.

“I can protect you,” I said. “Right now, even. Because I’m just that kind of a nice dude.”

She threw a pillow at me.

– Richard

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