Now, let's see, where was I.........oh yeah.....Chip and I have survived the road accident and are on our way to meet Joe is Missoula!
Chip and I arrive in Missoula late in the evening....Joe should be at the motel but no Joe. Finally a call from Joe saying he is about 30 minutes out of Missoula...nearly out of gas....and if he doesn't show up in 30 minutes...come looking. About 30 minutes later..Joe arrives at the motel. He unpacks his bike and moves the gear inside. But Joe has problems.....he notices his brand new, custom made wedding ring is missing off of his finger. And yikes....he is missing his cell phone...the one he called us from just a half hour ago! OOPS. Just home from his honeymoon and off on a roadtrip with his two single friends from the past....and he has to tell his new bride he has lost his wedding ring...the symbol of their love and commitment...and his cell phone...the only certain contact he will have with her over the next week and a half. Yikes!
He was sick...you could see it on his face....Heidi would be expecting a call to say he is safe. He had to call...but what could he say? He looked at us with that look seen on husbands coast to coast.....that look.....shoulders lowered, chin down...eyes drooping.....slight hunch of the back...yes....humble pie had to be eaten...on his knees he would have to go.....Jackee Gleason had this look near the end of every HoneyMooner's episode! Joe said he had to call and get it over with. He had to face the music or it would only make the ride impossible to enjoy with the weight of that eventual call hanging over him. So, borrowing my cell phone he makes the call. Chip and I sit on one of the beds in the hotel and observe. Both of us had been in situations like this before...but neither of us had to live it in front of friends, fellow members of the HE MAN WOMAN HATERS CLUB! We were filled with excitement......"Hi Sign"!
Joe dialed the number and we all waited for the click of the phone and the Hello! And that's when our buddy, fellow club member, did it..right there in front of us......he said......"Hello Poopsie"....
My gosh.....the pillows went to Chip's and my faces.....we smothered the laughter...the uncomfortable laughter of seeing our friend in this horrible position.....he had done it....that lump we were seeing in his throat were his....well.....cajones!
And on it went...."but Poopsie...it kills me too....I know....but we will have another ring made Poopsie...and it will be just as special...it came off when I pulled off my gloves to put warmer gloves on..."
Oh my gosh we thought...what a scramble...he was in the middle of a piece of art....a comeback...a pure honest sell of complete bullsh*t! Was it working? He went on....."Wayne's cell phone Poopsie......well....I must have lost it when I callled........"
Chip and I could not catch our breath....our guts were lurching with the unheard laughter that was being kept from leaving our mouths. And by gosh...it was sounding like he had pulled it off...."OK Poopsie, love you too....love and miss you Poopsie....can't wait to see you....bye Poopsie" Joe closes the phone..turns to us with a big grin, raises his open hand high above his head and says "High Five Guys.....Let's Ride". And with that....the trip begins and the you would never guess what is to come...I will have to tell you....you won't believe it! Something you only see in the movies!
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