Summer Silliness

Forgetful Fred came home from work early one summer afternoon. He knocked on the front door of his house instead of using a key. He wanted to surprise his wife, Sarah.

“Oh dear,” said Sarah, when she answered the door and seen her husband standing there. “Are you okay? Are you sick? What are you doing home so early?”

“I’m fine,” said Forgetful Fred. “I’m not sick. I just wanted the afternoon off work. It is a beautiful summer day and I wanted to spend the afternoon with my beautiful wife. Is there anything wrong with that?”

“No,” said Sarah. “It is nice that you want to spend time with me.”

“So,” said Forgetful Fred. “Are you read for an afternoon of summer silliness?”

“Summer silliness,” said Sarah, laughing. “That really does sound like fun. What did you have in mind?”

“I thought we would go to the arcade,” said Forgetful Fred. “We haven’t been there in years. Then I thought we would buy something for lunch and take it to the park to eat. Then we could go to the amusement park.”

“That sounds perfect,” said Sarah, grabbing her purse. “I can hardly wait.”

Forgetful Fred and Sarah walked to the car. Forgetful Fred went around to the passenger side and opened the car door for Sarah.

“Why thank you!” exclaimed Sarah. “You are such a gentleman.”

“I would do anything for the woman I love,” said Forgetful Fred.

Forgetful Fred walked around to the front of the car and in doing so his right leg hit the bumper. He lost his footing and fell to the ground.

Sarah watched in horror as she saw her husband fall. She jumped out of the car and went to check on him.

“Are you okay?” asked Sarah, helping him to stand up. “Are you hurt?”

“I am fine,” said Forgetful Fred, embarrassed.

Forgetful Fred stood up but his right ankle was really sore. He couldn’t put any weight on it. Sarah helped Forgetful Fred to the passenger seat.

“What are you doing?” asked Forgetful Fred. “My ankle will be fine. I think it is just sprained.”

“I am taking you to the hospital,” said Sarah. “You need to have your ankle looked at.”

“Are you serious?” asked Forgetful Fred. “What about our afternoon of summer silliness?”

“We will have to have a rain check on that,” said Sarah. “Your ankle is much more important.”

Sarah and Forgetful Fred sat together in the hospital emergency room. One of the other patients in the waiting room was a clown.

“What are you doing in the emergency waiting room?” Forgetful Fred asked the clown.

“I think I broke my nose,” said the clown.

“Why isn’t your nose bleeding?” asked Forgetful Fred.

The clown took a broken rubber ball out of his pocket and started to laugh.

“That’s not my real nose,” laughed the clown.

Forgetful Fred and Sarah both laughed as well.

“I am actually here to cheer up some of the patients here,” said the clown.

“You did a good job of that,” said Forgetful Fred.

“I thought our afternoon of summer silliness was over,” laughed Sarah. “But it does look like it has just started.”

Forgetful Fred ended up having to have a cast on his right ankle. It wasn’t sprained. It was broken.