Him: The snail is driving a car with a big ‘S’ on it, why?
Her: Easy. Because the snail is Slow!
Him: Nope. Because the snail wants to see the *Esss-Car-Go
I laughed and looked at him, bewildered and amused. Perhaps you’d understand my amazement if you knew that just seconds ago we were talking about having *Escargot for dinner.
Laughter is the food for soul, so they say. Or was it love? I forgot. But that night, I had both. Served with lemon toppings and velvet ribbons, no less.