My wife and I got stuck in an elevator and when we got home, we told the story to our kids.
They just looked at us and said.
“Soooo….. …did ya get out? “Soooo….. …did ya get out?”
My wife and I looked at each other and made a pact to go ahead and start drinking away their college fund.
Husband: My wife is missing. She went shopping yesterday and has not come home!
OFFICER: Age?
Husband: I’m not sure. Around 40. We don’t do birthdays.
OFFICER: Height?
Husband: I’m not sure. A little over five-feet tall.
OFFICER: Weight?
Husband: Don’t know. Not slim, not really fat.
OFFICER: Color of eyes? Husband: Sort of brown I think.
OFFICER: Color of hair?
Husband: Changes a couple times a year. Maybe dark brown now. I can’t remember.
OFFICER: What was she wearing?
Husband: Could have been pants, or maybe a skirt or shorts. I don’t know exactly.
OFFICER: What kind of car did she go in? Husband: She went on my motorcycle.
OFFICER: What kind of motorcycle was it
Husband: A 2018 Harley Davidson Roadglide, Twisted Cherry with 14″ apes, stage 2 kit, Vance and Hines fishtail pipes, Klock Werks windshield, JPcycles foot boards, highway pegs and crash bars…At this point the husband started choking up. O
FICER: Take it easy sir, we’ll find your motorcycle.
