Tuesday, April 2, 2013

THE OTHER SIDE

I'm not a reaper.
Honest.

In our opinion she also has oddly short legs.

See that up there. That called to mind finding myself at work one day looking at one of my Gun Fire Control-men who was covered with bandages and band-aids. I asked him what in the world happened to him and he explained as how he had said something unflattering to the Mrs. at breakfast and she went after him with a fork.

2 comments:

Anne Bonney said...

She told him to fork off?
She wasn't going to make a canoe out of him?
Stick a fork in me - I'm done.

HMS Defiant said...

A fork is worth a thousand words!
Nothing says you care like impaling one on the tines of a fork.
I took the path at the fork with less blood on it.