Ah, yes, and Teddy Bear requests that I pass this along.

One afternoon, my wife and I were waiting in a parking lot for an auto parts/repair shop to re-open after lunch. I backed her up against the car, and then suddenly and in a very exaggerated manner, looked down her shirt.

She asked me why I did this in such a manner. I told her I was just following directions. She gt this confused look on her face, then I turn her around and pointed at the store name accross the parking lot.

Big red letters on the store front, the name was "Peek".

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