Jokes: Using Humor

Monday, June 8, 2009

Using Humor

Posted: 08 Jun 2009 01:48 AM PDT

Wispy TP tendrils wafting in the breeze.

We got wrapped last night.

The picture was taken afrter quite a bit of clean-up and does not do the effort justice. And since Arlene and I don’t have any friends that stay up late enough to attempt this, we decided it must be some of Dalton’s friends.

Which reminds me of the time, back in the day, when I was wrapping a house with Dave Lane, John Bond and Brad McMinn, or it might have been Mickey Ford, Don Hill and Donald Freeman, or any number of others.

On this particular night, not caring what clothing cost, I crawled underneath a car to escape detection and aprehension by an irate father. Keep in mind that cars weren’t sealed so tightly then. Most driveways were ice-rink slick with oil drippings.

I survived.

My t-shirt and jeans did not.

Now parents call ahead to make sure it’s OK to do the TP deed.

Crime and corruption in Congress is one thing, you expect it. But calling ahead to ask permission to wrap a house? This is the kind of thing that makes me shake my head and wonder what has this world become?

It’s toilet paper thrown in a tree!

It’s made to dissolve in water!

People get upset and call the cops about this?

Call ahead and ask permission?

And that isn’t the only thing that’s changed. Where we used to look for the industrial strength sandpaper consistency cheap toilet paper….

Our tree was wrapped in Charmin Ultra Extra Strong.

This is one nice neighborhood! Nearly all of it was suitable for re-use! Unfortunately Arlene got the section with a twig stuck in it.

Maybe I should have called her first and asked permission.

At least it’s not as dirty as I remember…

…here under the car.