Mowing and Beer

Mowing and Beer

On Saturday afternoon, I was sitting in my lawn chair, drinking a beer and
watching my wife mow the lawn.

The neighbor lady from across the street was so outraged at this scene that she came over
and shouted at me, "You should be hung!"

I took a long cool drink from my can beer, licked the cold foam from my lips,
looked over the tops of my sunglasses into my nosey neighbor's eyes and calmly replied, "I am. That's why she cuts
the grass."