More fun in the 'hood.As I walked out to my front yard to trim my geraniums, I noticed an ambulance come down our street. Sure enough they stopped in front of the scum bag's house. A few minutes later I heard the fire dept come.
Oh hell yeah!
As I stood on the side walk they pulled the fire truck up to where I was standing. I was looking pretty hot too. I was the picture of sexayness in my Jack Daniels jammie bottoms, Redwings t shirt, gardening gloves and my hair piled on top of my head.
Yep, I'm sure I'll be the fantasy of some guy tonight.
Out of the truck pops this tall, gorgeous, blue eyed, bald headed man.
I visibly drooled.
"Are we here for you?" He teased
"umm, uh, no" I lamely stammered.
"Are you sure??" he asked again.
"Uh huh" I muttered as I wiped the drool off my chin.
Yeah, I'm a smooth talker to boot.
It turns out some one in scum bag's house had a heart attack and they took her away.
Mr. Hottie fireman waved to me when they left.