Posthole was sitting with Julie last evening while she sipped on her glass of wine, then she said, “I love you so much. I don’t know how I could ever live without you.”
P-hole asked, “Is that you or the wine talking?”
She said, “It’s me talking to the wine."
"Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry and narrow-mindedness" - Mark Twain
:-)
One of the kids stopped by and asked Julie where Posthole was. “Out in the garden”, she replied. “Really, I didn’t see him when I came in.”
To which Julie replied, “Dig Deeper!”
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Last edited by Chicken Dinner; 04-21-2020 at 09:02 AM.
"When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro." Raoul Duke
I always said I wanted to just be buried under a rose bush out in the yard somewhere.
The worms go in the worms go out....
BKB
Viva Renaldo!
Problem is, you'd gag a maggot!
"Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry and narrow-mindedness" - Mark Twain
They’d be some happy maggots though. Especially afyer 420!
BKB
Viva Renaldo!
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