As we get older we think differently, don't we? This letter was sent to the principal's office after the school had sponsored a luncheon for the elderly. An elderly lady received a new radio at the lunch as a prize and was writing to say thank you. This story is a credit to all humankind ....especially if you are familiar with the elderly and their ways! Dear Lincoln Elementary, God bless you for the beautiful radio I won at your recent Senior Citizens luncheon. I am 84 years old and live at the Springer Home for the Aged. All of my family has passed away. I am all alone now and it's nice to know that someone is thinking of me. God bless you for your kindness to an old forgotten lady. My roommate is 95 and has always had her own radio, but before I received one, she would never let me listen to hers, even when she was napping. The other day her radio fell off the night stand and broke into a lot of pieces. It was awful and she was in tears. Her distress over the broken radio touched me and I knew this was God's way of answering my prayers. She asked me if she could listen to mine, and I told her to kiss my ass. Thank you for that opportunity. Sincerely, Agnes
Oh, I don't know. I was messing with Boris' prior comment that meese are better that squirrels. I was searching for a reason when I said it but I drew a blank. That's pretty good...your comment changed in the quote because I did not refresh the page.
HERE IS ANOTHER ONE FOR THE ROAD: One day an old woman walked into a shop and got some dog food, she went to pay for it and the cashier said you can't buy that dog food we need evidence that you have a dog, so she brought in her dog and she got the dog food. The next day the same old lady went to get some cat food and the cashier said you can't have that cat food we need evidence that you have a cat, so she went home and got her cat and she got the cat food. Next day the same old lady went in again and she had a box, she told the cashier to put her finger in it, so she did. She said it felt warm and soft, the little old lady then said now you're satisfied can I have some toilet paper please!
If my memory serves me right you were messing with my head on the compost thread. I hope my compost bin is enough motivation for your summer project.
If you could remind me when the weather warms up... And I only mess with your brain 'cause I'm tired of playing with my own head.
Thanks! I do see a lot of good ideas from folks here. And there are times I chuck leftover produce and know what I should really be doing with it.