Old_Gringo wrote:
That wouldn't confuse me too much as I lived with a Greek for nigh on to 40 years. Now that was an educating experience! I had to constantly be on my toes, so to speak, watching my P's and Q's, in addition to my mouth which seemed to always eng****r a negative reaction from the good Dr., with threats of another session dealing with my psychological deficiencies. Strangely enough I still miss her 'browbeating' and subjugation of me. It is sometimes difficult to remain on the straight and narrow without her 'guidance'. Sometimes when the urge to stray a bit strikes, I suddenly feel a sharp pain in my backside as though I was being subjected to a bolt of excruciating lighting striking me. I wonder if it is possible for someone, or thing, to strike from the nether regions or from above. It could be either the good Dr. from above or my erstwhile deceased father-in-law from below. Wh**ever and whichever it has managed to keep me from the clutches of the local gendarmes. Moreover, unfortunately, it has also kept me from a bevy of local beauties. Oh woe is me!
That wouldn't confuse me too much as I lived with ... (
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Yeah, I've gotten into a lot of trouble chasing bevies.