Monday, July 21, 2014

Move Over Patrick Duffy

"I really think you and I should consider one more shot at going into business together," Coco said as I flipped through some TV channels. 

"What kind of business?" 
A few years back, Coco tried to convince me that we should start a landscaping company. When we went to speak with a potential investor, Coco told the gentleman that the children in his framed desk photo looked like 'stunt doubles for Leprechaun.' She then proceeded to fertilize his potted plant, and shortly thereafter we were escorted out of the building.

Coco nodded slowly as if she were working out the process in her head. "I was thinking we could buy our own ice cream truck. It should be a very lucrative endeavor if we follow my strategic 'Step-by-Step' plan."

"Oh really, Cokes? Do tell."

Coco cleared her throat. "Step 1: We buy an ice cream truck. Step 2: We play the music. Step 3: We get the money." She looked at me very proudly as if she had just divulged the most ingenious of plans.

My head fell to a tilt. "I don't get it."

"What don't you get?"

I leaned forward and placed the remote on the coffee table. "How do we make money? What about the ice cream? What's the plan?"

"Did you live under a rock in the 90s? Have you not seen Step by Step? It was Suzanne Somers' tour de force--a really inspirational show. The message is damn clear if you listen: 'We'll make it better...the second time around.' That song is about us."

"Coco. What the hell are you talking about?"

"Listen, I don't have time to explain this to you. You're an idiot and you're wasting my valuable drinking time."

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