I promised one of my former co-workers that I'd post a joke a day, just for him. Well, I have failed. I'm on day six and I haven't said anything funny in all that time. It's a tragedy, I know, but he'll have to live with it. After all, do I owe him a joke a day just because I promised it? Nah, I wouldn't go that far. Do I desire to say something funny? Sure I do. But it's so danged hot that I can't get the humor engine going. (Blogspot won't let me make paragraphs again today. What is wrong with this danged program?) But anyway, if I was going to be funny, what might I talk about? Let us ponder this a moment. Here are some ideas: What is this picture about on the left? Is it about being different? Having a nice chest? Sweating a lot? You know, I don't know where I got this picture but it was in my "My Pictures" folder and it was the best I could come up with on short notice. I don't have a hidden file of clever pictures for moments like this. I wish I did because if I did, I'd post one and then my former co-worker and his cronies could chuckle while they slave away and I'm not there. Hahahahah!
Ok, so I promise to think of something funny. I'm just so involved in cleaning right now that I can't be funny. Cleaning is a very serious business. Filth is nothing to laugh at. That's right, Kit, it's nothing to laugh at.
But, if in the meantime you need a chuckle, read down to the post where I was trying to sell my husband. That is worth revisiting. Or send me some kind of prompt, something that will get the juices going. Or wait.
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Well it was enough for a chuckle at any rate. - Kit
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