The other day I was in the doctor’s office patiently waiting for my turn to arrive. This lady came into the waiting room and sat down with her two kids a boy about 9 and a girl about 11. After about a minute the little girl says to her mother “He wants to read his Bible but he says he’s not allowed to.” The woman blurted out “THAT’S Bxxl Sxxt.”
Then “Who says he can’t read his Fxxxing Bible?” The girl answered “Grandma says we shouldn’t read the Bible in public.” To which the mother loudly exclaimed “That Gxx Dxxx mother of mine should mind her own Fxxxing business...”
Somehow the language kind of negates the wonderfulness of the little boy wanting to read his scriptures.
My friend Sarah said "ROTFLMAO!! Bob you do manage to meet the most interesting people. You remind me a bit of a Bugs Bunny cartoon when he is giving a monster a manicure."
I responde "You know, I don't ask these people to find me... They follow me around...sometimes I trip over them they're so thick."
My friend Grace said "But you're so good at that instant recall thing" you know, "you remember conversations verbatim. I'm impressed!"
I responded to Grace by saying, "Kari says that I can eavesdrop on a lady in the next check stand aisle and remember EXACTLY what dumb thing she said," but I can't hear a word she says to me when she asks me to go get her a soda next commercial. Ain't love GRAND!!!!
