Relationships

An old girlfriend and I reunited recently. I took her out to the neighborhood bar and grill and we got the corner booth with a nice view of the city. They brought us our drinks -- we both still loved margaritas on the rocks, hers in the fancy glass, mine in the manly mug. The lighting was perfect. After the alcohol first began to tingle, she asked me how I felt about our finally getting back together. I said it was like watching a rerun of Chico and the Man. For some reason, she never spoke to me again. I had assumed she hadn't seen the show, but she must have.