
It all happened so fast! I stepped in the door of the condo and as expected, there stood Mrs. Y. All 105 lbs. Her little hands were balled up into cute little fists.I thot she had just woke up from a nap. You know, when women first wake up they make fists and rub the sleep out of their eyes. I spose they do this cuz they don't have balls to scratch!
WRONG!! She said in a slow,deliberate voice 'where is my bracelet?'
Has anyone here EVER seen a 'coniption fit' ?
Those cute little fists turned into claws
The skin on her face just sorta melted away, FIRE shot out of her eye sockets, Smoke billowed out of her ears, and her hair turned into a thousand writhing little snakes.The most blood curdeling scream filled the room. Not sure if it came from her or me! The Chupacobra looked cuddly by comparison.
I grabbed my kit and split! As I was runnin past the balconie, there she was,shakin those cute little fists in the air and chanting in a language that I do not understand! I have never made such good time gettin back to the farm!
Little Yogi is sitting here on his chair lookin at me like 'What the hell did you do this time'???
Soon as I figger it out I'll let you know, buddy!There's no fixin this fishig rod but I might be able to salvage the line.That was a nice rod too!
I gotta 'suck back & regroup'. See where I went wrong and come up with a new strategy. I'm open to suggestions!
Things might get 'tight' here on the 'farm' for a while(what with my sudden drop in disposable income) so any donations would be greatly appreciated, U.S. funds only tho,I'm still trying to get rid of a bag of pesos that some nitwit sent to help me out of my last predicament!
