It's Harold's aboriginal day in the car pool. They bellow the horn in foreground of his abode and he comes active out. He gets about center down the airing if he hears a balance and the complete of his wife's bottom borer on the porch. He turns about and there she is, afflictive at him. He runs aback to the steps, spreads her bathrobe, aeroembolism over, kisses her on the privates, runs aback down the airing and hops in the car. They ride in blackout for a few minutes, until Walter, the driver, has to ask, "Harold, it's none of my business, but why'd you kiss her down there?" Harold says, "You wouldn't accept her animation in the mornin...
