Traffic

I gotta admit my wife is pretty tolerant of my "girl watching." We were at a shopping center waiting to cross over to where our car was parked. I spied an attractive woman sitting in her car in the curb lane, with her dress up rather high. As I stepped off the curb, my wife pulled me back out of the path of a moving car.

"That was pretty close," she said. "Your eyes were almost on their 'last legs.'"