How Neil made me look gay at Giant

After a long morning of hiking, under a hot sun, Neil and I decide to stop at the supermarket to pick up some ice cream bars. I suggested that we get the Good Humor Strawberry Shortcake Bars. OK, maybe not the most manly choice. But anybody who has had one will tell you that they are excellent. Well, they were fresh out of Strawberry Shortcake Bars, so we had to choose something else. Neil wanted one thing, I wanted something else. As usual, we started to argue. Another shopper passing by overheard us and said, with a grin, "Oh, it's so hard to decided, isn't it?" We could tell by the look in his face that he was thinking "what a cute couple, arguing over ice cream bars." Why does Neil keep insisting on making us look like we are in a lovers' tiff all the time?