Social faceplant....
So, Tead's not a refined character. Not from lack of exposure and rearing from fine refined humans, more from choice.
I've spent too many hours exposed to the seedier side of the social gumbo.
To be honest, life just feels a touch more real on the gritty side.... if ya know what I mean.
Anyway... Tead likes to see himself as a humorous sort of guy and had, to this point, didn't feel the need to rein in his humor. This morning, I found the line. I attempted a bit of grotesque humor that was just too far over that line. I offended my next door neighbor.
Tead will correct his loutish behavior and watch his P's and Q's in the future, of course.
Shame tho. Never fun to live next door to a touchy person. Then again, it's probably not fun to live next door to a lout either.
Meh....
The irony of the situation... the husband is a comedian wannabe doing local non-paying gigs. You'd think if there would be anyone sympathetic to failed humor, it would have been him.... not so much tho.
Tead once again proves that he's just not acceptable to be in public. It does, however, make him appreciate his long suffering spouse a touch more.