The only way to pull off a Sunday afternoon 'quickie' with
their 8-year old son in the apartment was to send him out on the
balcony with a Popsicle and tell him to report on all the neighborhood
activities.
He began his commentary as his parents put their plan into
operation:
- 'There's a car being towed from the parking lot,' he
shouted.
- 'An ambulance just drove by!'
- 'Looks like the Andersons have company,' he called out.
- 'Matt's riding a new bike!'
- 'Looks like the Sanders are moving!'
- 'Jason is on his skate board!'
- After a few moments he announced, 'The Coopers are
screwing!!'
Startled, his mother and dad shot up in bed! Dad cautiously
called out, 'How do you know they're screwing?'
'Jimmy Cooper is standing on his balcony with a Popsicle.'
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