Blog : Breakfast ain't like it used to be

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6/12/2006 11:23 am

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Breakfast ain't like it used to be

For forty-five years, Gaston and Marie had sat down for their daily breakfast at the yellow painted table by the window in the kitchen overlooking the bayou. As Gaston scanned the newspaper he heard Marie wistfully ask if he remembered when they were first married how they would sit naked at the table each morning and enjoy some exciting moments. "Maybe we should try it again and see what happens!" she said.

Gaston glanced at Marie and condescendingly said "Good idea, let‛s do it tomorrow".

The next morning they sat down again for breakfast, but this time they were completely unclothed. As Gaston read the Bayou Blue Bugle, Marie exclaimed that it was such a good idea and she was starting to feel the warmth already.

Gaston peered at her above the newspaper and with one eyebrow raised, he said in a sarcastic voice, "You ought to be feeling warm...one of your breasts is in the oatmeal and the other is in your coffee."

Lexxie 68F