A gay friend, my lovely friend Keith, who has no idea about cars, which will become quite apparent, got into Fiona and I was about to drive him somewhere when looking incredulous, holding his hands up like everything inside the car was just too precious to touch.
He said in a new age/wondrous tone. “This is like an old Mercedes.”
I looked at him blankly and said, “It is.”
He looked wide-eyed like he didn’t understand me. He tilted his head and his eyes begged me for an explanation.
“This is like an old Mercedes… because it is.”
“What?” said Keith.
“It is an old Mercedes.”
"Oh." Keith's face broke into a smile.
It was funny.
We both laughed.
We had the same sense of humour, Keith and I.
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