Captured at newsgroup alt.bitterness
There was a kids’ swim meet and that brought in a load of people who had never been in the club before to watch their little kids, grandkids, nieces, nephews and what not compete in the meet.
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While the meet was in progress someone’s grandpa came out in the lobby to get a cup of coffee. This man was very old and his pants were pulled way up under his armpits, and he talked like Rain Man because he liked to, not because he had to. He grabbed an empty cup and leaned way over the counter and said something that I didn’t understand because he was talking like Rain Man. (For a moment I contemplated tipping over the box of coffee stir sticks and saying, “How many are there?!?”)
So he smiled and said, “SO SORRY, LET ME GET THAT,” and then he started to reach across the counter and was headed right for my breast!
From: misrael@scripps.edu (Mark Israel)
When the inspector in The Valley of Fear said that Moriarty would have made a grand minister, I think he meant a religious minister rather than a cabinet minister.
