And on different a topic, does anyone understand dirty Scottish humor? I mean, I’m half-Kiwi, so I understand sheep jokes. I love sheep jokes. But this one is beyond the reach of my funnybone. The indomitable MaryB in Richmond sent me a card that neither of us get. If it’s VERY dirty, I apologize.
Apparently it was with all the other dirty cards, so it must be good and bad. Anyone?
And this, from my final birthday hurrah on Tuesday:
All full of Indian food and happy.
Have a good, safe, peaceful weekend, all y’all.
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