I goofed, so Sioux me!

Occasionally, I note a slip so rich and humorous that I will post them here even if the slipper is not a menopausal woman. This fellow may as well be one so ditzy his deed.

The 'editorial obituaries' in the morning paper often include an amusing anecdote from the dearly departed's life. This fellow was billed as a 'kind and caring lawyer,' but the author notes that sometimes 'his mind whirled...too fast.'

Mr. T. was on his way to join his wife in Sioux Falls, S.D. for a family visit. He arrived at the airport way before flight time back in the days when those minutes to spare were not spent in security lines. He went up to the ticket counter to see if he could catch an earlier flight, then hurried off to board the plane.

While passing time during a layover in Lincoln, Neb., he wandered about the airport humming Sioux City Sue. That's when he realized that he would soon end up in Sioux City, Iowa per his newly purchased itinerary. When he landed in Iowa, he called his wife to hum her the wrong city/wrong state blues.