Those rose-colored sunglasses
I bought a knock-off pair of Aviator sunglasses last week for five bucks. It wasn’t until I wore them around for half the day before my wife delivered me some unfortunate news: They were ladies sunglasses.
At first I shuddered, entirely flabbergasted at the accusation Christine had leveled toward my new pair of shades. This cannot be, I assured myself. I wondered if this was merely a cruel prank on the part of Christine.
She laughed so hard milk came out her nose, which was strange because she wasn’t even drinking milk at the time. “OMG, they are, too,” Christine said. “There’s a bunch of little, bejeweled and sparkly charms embedded in the silver band running across the top.”
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