.....so hard it'll need to be surgically re-attached. Good thing I have a surgeon on speed dial, isn't it babies? Here's why his services were required....this time.....
Picture if you will one HRG, broom and dustpan in hand, pondering life, love and the pursuit of happiness when.....
(middle aged man approaches, pauses a moment to inflate his ego and sense of superiority)
man: Good morning. (smiles at HRG)
HRG: (returns smile) Good morning.
man: (eyes broom with a measure of disdain) You know, if you had an education, you could get a real job.
HRG: (quickly looks around, mentally counts witnesses, thinking: You know, if you had a penis, you could be a real man...)
HRG: Yes, it is a gorgeous day, isn't it? (she smiles, looks him in the eye and with the slight lift of the eyebrow, deflates his ego on the spot)
That's how it really happened. It happened just that way. The day HRG socked it to the asshole with the mba.
HRG
