True story...the day after we brought our Vette home, I'm sitting in the living room reading the paper. There is an ad about a charity car wash to benefit a local animal shelter. I mention to Becka that I think I will take the car over to get it washed. She says great...we both love animals. She had something else to do so she did not go with me.
What I had "forgotten" to tell her was that the car wash was at a local strip club and the "washers" were all dancers at the club.
Later that day, she is looking at the paper and sees the ad. She was NOT amused.
