The passport issue has been resolved!
When we were at the Post Office applying for our passports I thought of an old story that happened to me years ago----
One day at work, Bud, tells me he had a flat tire on the way home and had to change it on the side of the road.
So I says--
I never have had a flat on the road.I have gotten up but had one in the drive way.
You know,the next morning bap-bap-bap---flat tire.
The next week my MIL came down with a fever blister on her top lip.
So I says---
You know I have never had a fever blister before.
The next morning--a big ole blister.This was not your run of the mill blister.The bastard took on a life of it's own.It would talk to complete strangers--look at me--look at me.It weighed so much I bent over to tie my shoe and almost fell over.I called it Fred.
About a week later ,Bud, says when he was a kid he broke his arm playing football.
I did not say a damn word.---Poohpa
Fred the Fever Blister, huh? Talked to strangers...hmmm. Sounds like you and Mister Blister could have taken your act on the road and made some $$$$ Tee. How many talking blisters have you run into lately?
ReplyDeleteSometimes it's good not 'to say a damn word.' ~Joy