Beer and Grass

One Saturday afternoon, I was sitting in my lawn chair, drinking beer
and watching my girlfriend mow the lawn.
The neighbor lady from across the street was so outraged that she came
over and shouted at me, "You should be hung!"

 I took a drink from my can of Miller Light, wiped the cold foam from
my lips, lifted my darkened Ray Ban sunglasses and stared directly into
the eyes of this nosy ass neighbor and then calmly replied, "I am. That's
why she cuts the grass."