OK folks, I'm gonna confess. Not sure if I've even told JR this! While he was away at Great Lakes, I got smart and dated someone else, too. The other guy was at my house for dinner when the phone rang.
"Hi Margie," says the voice of JR. "I'm home and on my way to your house." Click.
After I explained the problem to him, my father helped me out by suddenly announcing to The Other Guy, "Well, looks like it's time for me to take you home." Hustled him out the back door. A few minutes later, JR walked in the front door.
So, what is a sailor? A guy who shows up when you may not be expecting him.
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