Every once in a while I get an e-mail which touches my heart with its poignant
portrayal of a human truth. This is just such an e-mail. Enjoy!
Men are like a fine wine. They start out as grapes, and it's up to women to
stomp the shit out of them until they turn into something acceptable to have
dinner with.
There, doesn't that just touch your heart?
I really do
Little Nancy was in the garden filling in a hole when her neighbor peered over
the fence. Interested in what the cheeky-faced youngster was up to, he politely
asked, "What are you doing, there, Nancy?"
"My goldfish died," replied Nancy tearfully without looking up, "and I've just buried
him."
The neighbor was very concerned. "That's an awfully big hole for a goldfish, isn't
it?"
Nancy patted down the last heap of dirt then replied, "That's because he's inside
your stupid cat."
A fifteen year-old boy came
home with a Porsche and his parents began to yell and scream. "Where did you
get that car????"
He calmly told them, "I bought it today."
"With what money?" demanded his parents. "We know what a Porsche costs."
"Well," said the boy, "this one cost me fifteen dollars."
So the parents began to yell even louder. "Who would sell a car like that for
fifteen dollars?" they said.
"It was the lady up the street." said the boy. "I don't know her name-they just
moved in. She saw me ride past on my bike and asked me if I wanted to buy a
Porsche for fifteen dollars."
"Dear God," moaned the mother, "she must be a child abuser. Who knows what she
will do next? John, you go right up there and see what's going on."
So the boy's father walked up
the street to the house where the lady lived and found her out in the yard calmly
planting petunias. He introduced himself as the father of the boy to whom she
had sold the Porsche for fifteen dollars and demanded to know why she did it.
"Well," she said, "this morning I got a phone call from my husband. I thought
he was on a business trip, but it seems he has run off to Hawaii with his secretary
and doesn't intend to come back. He asked me to! s! ell his new Porsche and
send him the money... so I did."
(Are women good or what?!)
Until you put your hand down!
Blah blah blah
I always do what the doctor says... SometimesI do have to get a little creative.
The real problem is that most fine dining restaurants do not have glasses this size so I have to carry it with me.
A real glass
There are days like this when you wished....