Dear Grandpa: personal romance advice

Subject: RE: Dear Grandpa: personal romance advice
From: katlaughing
Date: 08 Nov 02 - 10:37 PM

Louie Roy! Priceless! I love it!!

Subject: RE: Dear Grandpa: personal romance advice
From: Hrothgar
Date: 08 Nov 02 - 10:19 PM

She was actually more interested in a instrument you had already.

Subject: RE: Dear Grandpa: personal romance advice
From: Amos
Date: 08 Nov 02 - 12:27 PM

Some people are SO insensitive!! The only thing she coulda been hiding under them ribbons was one of those intellitouch tuners!! Now, the poor sod doesn't have an intelli-touch worth talking about, and his life is all outta tune. Sheesh!!

A

Subject: RE: Dear Grandpa: personal romance advice
From: Louie Roy
Date: 08 Nov 02 - 11:23 AM

When you play with a womans spark plug and her carburator starts leaking you better not have a flat or you'll get more than a banjo over your head

Subject: RE: Dear Grandpa: personal romance advice
From: Willie-O
Date: 08 Nov 02 - 11:22 AM

I bet she got you an ocarina, ya big oaf.

But due to your insensitive comment, she'll probably turn around and give it to someone who wants to play it!

Subject: RE: Dear Grandpa: personal romance advice
From: CarolC
Date: 08 Nov 02 - 11:20 AM

The woman is clearly hinting around that she wants an accordion with which to accompany Mr. SitciD (wmob)'s open backed banjo playing. I don't know why this is so difficult for people to see.

Subject: RE: Dear Grandpa: personal romance advice
From: katlaughing
Date: 08 Nov 02 - 11:12 AM

Should have told him to ask to toot on her hooters and all would be well!**BG**

Subject: RE: Dear Grandpa: personal romance advice
From: Wesley S
Date: 08 Nov 02 - 11:08 AM

I always thought that women prefered mandolins.

Subject: Dear Grandpa: personal romance advice
From: wilco
Date: 08 Nov 02 - 10:48 AM

Under the pseudonym Grandpappy Whodoo, I write a "personals' column" for a local musicians' newsletter. Please give me your take on this fellow's problem. Here is the latest letter to me.

Dear Grandpappy:
    I am having a problem in my marriage with my wife of twenty years.
    The other night, I was playing a borrowed open-backed banjo, and I told my wife that I sure wanted one. She was in the other room, where she usually goes when I play my banjo or fiddle, and I had to kind of holler. She was watching some romantic pap on the TV.
    Then she came in, said she was going up to bed, and that I should come up in a few minutes, after her bath, for a surprise. i forgot all about it, because I was trying to learn the double thumb frail on the borrowed banjo. She got a little peeved.
    At any rate, she got mad, and told me to come upstairs and get in bed while she was in the bathroom. I obliged.
    Directly, she came out in a real fancy pajama top, with little red ribbon bows on the top. She kind of scooched across the room, and said, "I got you a little surprise." Then she undid one of them bows, and the jammys fell on one shouldr, and she pulled out a bottle of wine. Then she said, "And, here's another surprise." And, she undid another bow, and the jammys fell on down a little more, and she pulled out two glasses. So we poured a little wine.
    Then, she grabbed the last bow, and she said, "Now, I got you a real surprize, big boy. Something you reeeeeaallly want" I got so excited. I hollered, "Hot dam, you got me an open-backed banjo in there."
   She got very mad. What did I do wrong?
Signed: Sleeping in the car in Detroit (with my old banjo)

My reply:

Dear sleeping in the car in Detroit.
    Grandpappy Whodoo knows all about women, since my mom was once one, as were all of my wives. Unless the Mrs. is a very large woman, she obviously couldn't have had a banjo in her pajama top. You need to be more sensitive and think. You should have guessed that it was a harmonica. Or maybe a jaw harp. Something smaller. Go buy her a harmonica, or some other small insturment, and everything will work out.

Signed: Grandpappy Whodoo.


Do you mudcatters have a better "take" on this situation?