Tex came by The Bungalow to earn some money this past Sunday. I gave him his invitation to the wedding and strict orders to be sure and tell his grandpa and grandma they were invited to come with him. I doubt that info made it home. I may have to make a phone call...
As we were spreading pine straw down the sides of the front walk and around the crepe myrtles, Tex asked me if he could be our ring bear.
Me: "You mean ring bearer?"
Tex: "That's what I said, your ring bear."
Me: "Well, we don't have a wedding party, so Eric's going to have the rings in his pocket..."
Why do I feel like Barney Stinson has a hand in this?
Addendum: If you do not watch How I Met Your Mother, you may not understand this joke.