… that I eat salad every day.
Bean salad. Coffee Bean Salad … Coffee. I drink coffee every day.
… that when I think of
donating my body to science I tend to think science will donate my body to
Goodwill.
… that deep down I want to
touch an electric fence to see if it really works.
… that what people don’t know
about me is that I will find out; I’m a Findoutologist; I got a PHD in
Findoutology.
… that I love people who ask
if they can call me, and smile when I say, ‘No, you can’t but thanks for
asking.’
… that people assume I’m home
just because they see me on my front porch.
… that at the movies last
week a security guard told me I couldn’t bring in outside food. Has he never
heard of a service burrito?
… that I won’t wait for the
tables to turn when I can easily hurl a chair.
… that some days I go to work
and make my coworkers wonder what is wrong with me, and then I clock out. |
I liked the service burrito. Oh, take it from someone who's had experience, electric fences work.
ReplyDeleteWell, it may have been my Service Margarita, too!
Delete"assume I’m home just because they see me on my front porch" ROFLMAO!
ReplyDeleteI mean, seriously ....
DeleteBobulah, you hafta remember to wrap the burrito in a little blue vest.
ReplyDeleteDamn!!! I need to call you before I step out!
DeleteLeave it to Deedless to find the loop hole!
ReplyDeleteI'm with you too on the coffee salad. I have multiple coffee bean salads upon waking up and continue right through till noon.
I do love me a coffee ands a coffee and a latte and a cold brew and a coffee!
DeleteHey, I eat coffee bean salad every day too!
ReplyDeleteIt's good, right?
DeleteMy favorite day of the week with you ....
ReplyDeleteMy God, I love this one: " ... that people assume I’m home just because they see me on my front porch."
And they think they can just stop by?
DeleteOh, Bob, sometimes I want to hug you. You know me so well. The electric fence, the front porch, and, especially, hurling a chair.
ReplyDeleteI have wanted to hurl a chair every now and again ... on a daily basis!
Deletethe dog's mother
ReplyDeleteWe had an electric fence once and
13-yr-old boys loved to dare each
other to run up and touch it (one
of them was eldest). Fence came
down.
xoxo :-)
It's like a Dare!
Deletexoxo
I, too, am a Findoutologist! If there is something I wanna know, I will drill down to the 7th level of internet hell to locate it. Woe be to you if you were the one who asked me to search. You will receive the results...in abundance!! 👹
ReplyDeleteI am a huge fan of the fifteen second google search so don't try and hide anything from me.
DeleteHa! I laughed about the front porch! This is why we keep the lights off in the front of the house. :)
ReplyDeleteJust cuz I'm sittin' there doesn't mean I'm "home," y'all!
DeleteSurely, there cannot me any more "Why Is It?" questions left in the tank! You must have drained it dry by now. However, I know you are going to prove me wrong.
ReplyDeleteI will give it my best shot!
DeleteI only have a master's in Findoutology so if I can't find out something, I might have to request your assistance.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Janie
I am always available!
Deletexoxo
Given the context and with an Australian accent, we would need to take care at enunciating 'can't' in, ‘No, you can’t but thanks for asking.’
ReplyDeleteSpeak clearly, or else ...... 😀
DeleteAs someone who grew up on a grain farm, I can assure you that an electrical fence does indeed cause a shock. Not that we had those fences but the neighbours with cattle did...and I was dumb enough to check it out. (I left the licking a frozen metal pole to my younger sister).
ReplyDeleteI don't think I'd ever do it, but it seems like a dare!
DeleteYou're a Findoutologist? I'm more of a Couldn'tcarelessologist
ReplyDeleteAlso a noble career!
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