In the search for myself today I came across a most lovely silver lining to a somewhat shitty cloud of the past and here she be:
In seeing this lovely lining I decided to head downtown to the local fountain and contemplate my journey through this somewhat rocky life.
Then I discovered that pigs actually do fly, as I watched them land right smack dab on the roof of the local exploration station and of course, I had an epiphany.
If pigs can fly, then surely I can fly.
Right?
Right!
Oh, I get it, you want proof, you’re not going to take my word for it huh?
Fine.
So, I decided to head on down to the local airport that has all of two planes, nah, more like five or ten, but first I had to stop by and sing with Elvis (I saw a flyer advertising this once in a lifetime chance). He was giving an awesome performance of Hunk O’ Burnin’ Love and of course I had to join in cause I’m hip like that.
What?
I gotta prove it again?
Okay.
Have it your way, cause “I did it my way.”
Obviously he had me “All shook up.”
This was our performance if you wanna check it out.
Of course grandpa prefers Betty Boop, I mean let’s face it, we look an awful lot alike! Check her out, I have blue eyes, and blonde hair and it’s obvious we’re twins.
Alright, let’s move on, but before I do, let me say here that both Betty and Elvis made their somewhat magical appearance at the bait and tackle shop which just so happened to be beside the “blessed sausage” shop.
Blessed sausage?
I’m not sure what that means but I’ll just stick to the heathen sausage myself.
On to the important stuff. I drove strait to the itty bitty airport.
Took a look at a few airplanes. None of which looked all that safe, but I looked nonetheless.
Then I met Roger, who promised me it would be safe because he’s 72 and has been flying a long time. My only doubt is that there is a possibility I could have a heart attack mid flight and then he’d have one because I had one and that would be as they say the “end of story Nard.” (“Firebase Gloria”)
This is Roger, he’s a sweetheart!
After Mr. Roger (Ha), and I struck up a deal I decided it was time to end the journey for today, but not before stopping by the local BK for a rather large iced tea. You know my journey would not have been complete without a little RobCo style to make me wince in pain and that’s when I met Shorty. I wanted to get Shorty and ask him why?
Just why?
Here you have a look and maybe you can tell me why.
Oh, well, I got a chuckle at this craziness and I still got my super large iced tea and that’s all I’m gonna say about that.
Cause, I’m out! 😉
May 14, 2014 at 19:51
I lost count of how many times this made me laugh, Teela.
❤
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May 14, 2014 at 19:53
Thank you Chickenman!
That makes me smile ❤
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May 14, 2014 at 00:28
You wouldn’t be the first one got stuck on heathen sausage.
Gawd, that was as lousy a pun as it was easy. ‘Scuse me while I stab myself in the eye with a used up old Bic pen as penance for that.
Kinda sounds like two fine days in a row there. Keep that stuff up and they won’t welcome you at the lunch counter.
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May 14, 2014 at 00:30
Thank you muchly,
I don’t want to be at the counter. Ever. 😀
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May 13, 2014 at 21:31
Wow – I would have loved to sing with the King;). And my oh my Ms. Boop has quite a set of ‘twins’. I could never have my picture taken with her. I would feel wayyyy inadequate. 😉
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May 13, 2014 at 21:38
The reason she’s alone in the photo. I was never there………lol
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May 13, 2014 at 21:12
‘If pigs can fly, then surely I can fly.’
🙂
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May 13, 2014 at 21:16
Laughing……makes sense to me. 🙂
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May 13, 2014 at 21:09
Made a good time AND shared it…good time for us all. Thank you for that!
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May 13, 2014 at 21:15
Thank you Donna
I’m glad you enjoyed it!
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May 13, 2014 at 21:00
All in all, sounds like you had a good day 😉 Mr Roger was a highlight but Shorty takes the cake!
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May 13, 2014 at 21:06
Yes he does!
What possessed Shorty?
We’ll never know!
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May 13, 2014 at 20:41
Sounds like you had a good time. You deserve it.
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May 13, 2014 at 20:42
Thank you.
I’ve learned I have to make my good time. 🙂
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