whenever he learned something he didnt know he told his girls  The more I learn the less I know always cracked them up

anwhen he learned something newhe couldnt help himself he had to share

he and his girlfriend were going on a hike

she stopped to pick him up

he walked down to the street so she didnt have to come up the long drive

getting in he leaned overtook her hand kissed her eagerly before strapping in

                                                                                 Good morning

Tasty kiss, love, good morningWhat’s up? she grinned like the Cheshire Cat

Wha are you grinning at

Grinning at you. What’s up?  Looks like you’re going to pop.

I look . .

. . Yes, that an that you’ve tipped your hand.

Tipped my hand

she laughed out loud  didnt cover her mouth

                                                 You’re somethingevery time you meet me on the street you got something brewing inside that wonderful head of yours.

Its that obvious

Stop it, I know you inside out.

I know you though cant say inside out.

Understandable, you’re not as deep as me.

Jesus

       she burst out laughing againJOYOUSLY he loved she didnt cover her mouth 

Whatcha got, baby?

Do ya know wha a swarm of butterflies is called

It’s called a swarm.

Yes it is  theres also another name for it

       she pausedsearched her mind

                                            Another name . . another name . . . no.

Whew  I thought you might knowyare smarter than me 

                                                            Its called a kaleidoscope  kaleidoscope isnt tha coolso damn appropriate attractive

It’s perfect, beautiful.

I was so excited to tell youfingers crossed you didnt know if for nothing other than seeing the thrill on your face Thrilled atop your humourous gorgeous laughterwhich I hadnt expected like a towering beautifullycoloured ice cream cone

Gimme the kaleidoscopecoloured scoops pleaseHA

You're something.  Well . . . that leads me to ask you.

Ask me ask me wha

What is collection of barflies called?

       his turn to lose his shit

                                 I don know wha 

I don’t either.

               Suppose we’ll have to work on that, babe, as we hike.

they got to foolin around on the hike

                                      slipped their minds

1203,  Sunday,  16  1. 22

1328,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  19  1. 22

a trouble of barflies