One of my profs, one that I like, was discussing a movie. Then she stopped and said that we might not remember it because we are all so young. Then she looked at me briefly as if to say, "that is except for you." Thanks a lot! I've got my AARP card and I'm not afraid to use it! Oiy.
Our house is surrounded by huge trees that are dumping immense amounts of leaves. Yesterday, Jay and I were out trying to make a dent in the leaves. Meanwhile the neighbor, who gets only our residual leaves, was literally picking up leaves BY HAND one at a time. Now that kind of dedication is laudable but it makes us feel like the neighborhood Clampits. We lost Millie in the leaves yesterday. I feel like a skit of you might be a redneck if... ") Where's my banjo and corncob pipe?
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5 comments:
Picking up leaves by hand?
GET A LIFE!
Even if they’re retired, there are much better things to do with the precious last years of their life than obsess over a few leaves on the lawn.
ARG! What a waste.
And you are no Clampits.
The guy who lives across the street from my parents has had up to 5 broken down cars and 3 junky boats in his yard at the same time – which compliment the rusty old junkers that actually run, the dilapidated porch he tried to build, the strange rock sculptures he designed while suffering debilitating states of delirium, and the vast collection of discarded garden tools, building supplies, and twisted amalgams of rust worn metal which at some point may have resembled children’s toys. At one point, he painted a long 2x12 board pink and stuck one end in the ground so that it rose towards the sky like a garish beacon calling the Mothership to come and take him home.
No my friends, you are definitely not the Clampits.
Your description of your parent's neighbors had me in stitches. You are hilarious.
That neighbor of your folks sounds like a piece of work. Maybe we should encourage the "Mothership" to take him home!
Freakin awesome writing Rat.
I’m glad it could make you laugh.
My mom on the other hand was having conniptions.
One time while my parents were on vacation he decided to be nice and bring his riding mower over to trim their yard, hee hee, it makes me laugh just thinking about it. The yard looked like something out of Dr. Seuss! It had been a nice idea whose execution had been marred by copious quantities of alcohol.
My mom went catatonic. “Call the paramedics; get out the paper bag she’s hyperventilating!”
HA! It’s killing me!
Your poor mom! But hee hee, Dr. Seuss.. such a funny visual.
Mr. Rat I am still laughing at your commentary there! Someone burn that to a CD-ROM because that is some top-quality shtuff there!
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