Opinions are like anuses. We all have them, and they all stink. This is where I give my odiferous opinions. You're welcome to comment, but if I don't like your opinion or you're not on topic, you're gone.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
To Be 6 Again
Personally, I thought the below was a darn good birthday, even for a woman who'll be fifty on her next birthday. I'd love to be treated like a kid again. I love roller coasters, thrill rides, Godzilla movies, tea parties with my girlfriends, and I can't remember the last time I had a guilt-free fast food meal.
To Be 6 Again...
A man was sitting on the edge of the bed, observing his wife, looking at herself in the mirror. Since her birthday was not far off, he asked what she'd like to have for her birthday.
"I'd like to be six again", she replied, still lookingin the mirror.
On the morning of her birthday, he arose early, made her a nice big bowl of Lucky Charms, and then took her to SixFlags theme park. What a day! He put her on every ride in the park: the Death Slide, the Wall of Fear, the ScreamingMonster Roller Coaster, everything there was.
Five hours later they staggered out of the theme park. Her head was reeling and her stomach felt upside down.
He took her to a McDonald's where he ordered her a Happy Meal with extra fries and a chocolate shake.
Then it was off to a movie, popcorn, a soda pop, and her favoritecandy, M&M's. What a fabulous adventure!
Finally she wobbled home with her husband and collapsed into bed exhausted. He leaned over his wife with a big smile and lovingly asked, "Well Dear, what was it like being six again?"
Her eyes slowly opened and her expression suddenly changed.
"I meant my dress size, you retard! "
The moral of the story:
Even when a man is listening, he is gonna get it wrong.
Thanks for popping by! Don't sit on the whipping horse unless you want to find out how it's used. I speak my mind and annoy many people, but all of it is meant in good spirit. Feel free to argue with me. I like it.