Down at the Watering Hole

I was visiting the local watering hole last Wednesday, and there I found a old daintily looking couple. They were bickering over who ate the last wheel of cheese. I then realized that my attendance was needed. We all went back to their house located in the middle of the woods near Bethel Park. They calmly explained the situation over a nice cup of tea and biscuits to me and then proceeded to bicker some more. I let them go on for a couple of minutes that way my creative genes had time to get flowing. When all the facts were laid out I realized it wasn’t just from a simple wheel of cheese incident but more to the heart. The true problem was within their marriage in general. The man in this marriage had complete incompetence for his lovely wife’s needs. On the other hand, the wife wasn’t so forgiving herself, but seemed to be rather on the needy side. I explained to them their problems and told them that even in old baggy age love could still burn like a fiery dragon. After they worked out their issues in needs they rudely kicked me out of their house to relight their lost flames. Some people just don’t respect good honest help.