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Rachel Crofton stopped by last week. She’s been busy editing and adding bullet points to last year’s Black Friday Shopping Tips. I will be posting those points here a few days prior to Thanksgiving for those of you willing to risk life & limb to save a dollar-two-ninety-eight.
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Joan had planned to go Christmas shopping, but a torrential downpour of sunshine forced her to abandon that notion. Besides, what would she wear?
After throwing one of her favorite slippers at a candidate during a political rally, she was down to only twenty-two pairs of shoes, none of which seemed to coordinate well with her floral moo-moo and zebra-striped purse.
Today was Friday. Her boyfriend would be coming for dinner. He wasn’t much to look at, but had a great sense of humor. Sometimes they went bowling. Tonight, she just hoped to keep his mind out of the gutter.
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I am laughing so loudly, I’m surprised my neighbours don’t come knocking! You are more than a hoot this week, Russell!
Love this!
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Oh, Dale. I’ll give you thirty minutes to quit saying stuff like that.
Tell the neighbors I said “Hi.”
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Will do!
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Great entertainment Russell, thank you.
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Thanks, Mick.
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Dear Wishbone
Serving up more stewed bilge this week. Tasty, too. 😉
Joan certainly is the fashion maven, isn’t she? I used to live next door to a woman who wore floral moo-moos. She had to have them made by Omar the Tent-Maker. A nice coordinating zebra-striped purse is sure to match any ensemble. Well done touch of crass that just went ahead and made my day.
Shalom,
Rowdy Ronda
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Dear Rowdy Ronda,
Joan is ready to break out and start her own fashion line. It’s debuting in Bug Tussle. She looking for models. Are you interested?
I’ll have her reserve a spot for you,
Wishbone
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Down to twenty two pairs and nothing fits.
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I hate when that happens, don’t you?
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Don’t ‘do’ Black Friday (well alright, sometimes from the comfort of my laptop & Jammie’s) but love the tent maker, shoe changer , laugh out loud posts!!! Thanks for the chuckle(s)
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Thanks for stopping by, and the lovely comment. Chuckles are good.
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Chortlability 1 Boredomosity 0
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The score was close. I’m glad it didn’t go into overtime.
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ha ha . Good one. Twenty two pairs aren’t sufficient to go with a moo-moo. You need to be a woman to understand the pains in coordinating outfits.
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Perhaps polka dot house shoes would have worked, but don’t ask me. I’m not a fashion expert.
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And once again, you make me chuckle. Thanks for that! 🙂
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Hey, you’re my second chuckler this week. I’m on a roll.
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With a girlfriend like Joan, her boyfriend would certainly need a sense of humor. She sounds like one-of- a-kind. With a floral moo-moo, can anyone see her shoes? Again hilarious and well done, Russell. The characters you’re populating the world with all seem to be one-of-a-kind types. 😀 — Suzanne
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She is a one-of-a-kind, which is why he’s so infatuated with her. Girls like her don’t come along every day.
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seriously, what gutter? he was blinded by love. and after feeding him fatty stuff, the more he couldn’t see even with his glasses on. 🙂
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I think it’s safe to assume he’s visually impaired. Although, I don’t think he’s much of a catch either.
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There’s obviously more to Joan than the floral fabric and zebra stripes would indicate. If she’s throwing shoes at politicians, she’s got depth. Thanks for the laughs.
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Thanks for picking up on that, Margaret. More people should throw shoes at politicians.
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Moo-moo’s are a bad idea at best, but with a zebra-striped purse they become the bee’s knees. Another great laugh today, Russell.
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Bee’s knees is a new expression for me. I like it. Some girls just can’t help but make a fashion statement.
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She is in a bit of a frock quandary, isn’t she.
So she wants him to keep his mind out of the gutter and firmly in the gutter; bad girl.
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I think they’re both a couple of gutter balls.
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I got a little curious about that boyfriend of hers.. wonder how he was dressed to match her..
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I doubt he’s too fashion conscious himself. Probably wearing camo.
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Love it! You say so much in so few words. And your mind is rarely from from the gutter.
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This is a family-friendly blog. Sometimes I wander into PG-13 area, but I’m not aware of any youngsters that follow my work.
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Just what coordinates with a floral moo moo and zebra-striped purse pray tell? Rain boots maybe? I can’t think of a worse outfit. Great story. So jam-packed with laughs!
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I’m no fashion guru. Perhaps something in plaid.
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but how does a girl succeed in keeping a boy’s mind out of gutter?
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I have no earthly idea. Food works for short periods of time.
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If Joan is into shoe flinging, I imagine her twenty+ pairs of shoes are all quite similar (hefty and with good aerodynamics). No wonder she had a difficult time matching a pair to her flashy mu-mu. Lots of shoes don’t mean you have variety. The shoes in my closet look depressingly similar. 😐 Purses, on the other hand (or arm) are quite a different matter. No two purses are ever alike–it’s in the Women’s Handbook (along with How to Confuse Men)!
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Now that you mention it, I notice my wife has several pairs of footwear that are sadly similar.
It doesn’t take a whole lot to confuse us men, but sometimes you ladies take it to another level.
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I imagine that some women try to befuddle their men; others of us don’t, but manage to confuse our sweethearts anyway. Oh well…
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I hope she threw the shoe at Donald Trump. If she had thrown it at Dr. Ben Carson, he still wouldn’t have ducked yet. Her boyfriend sounds like me: not much to look at (that is, not much to look at now, because I WAS cute) but with a good sense of humor. Only thing is I can’t bowl!
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Yes, we’ve all heard how you WERE cute, but I think that was just your grandmother talking back when you were a toddler. I’m glad you picked up on the fact that I modeled the boyfriend after you. No one said you had to be good at bowling, just help her with her shoes.
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floral moo-moo and zebra-striped purse…yikes!
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I hear they’re both on sale this weekend.
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I wanted to comment on the shoe throwing, too, but Margaret beat me to it. This is the moment when Joan started to impress me. Then I had to look up moo moo, pictured it with a zebra purse and thought some polka dot slippers would fit nicely. Joan still impresses me, althought I admit i’m silently screaming inside, or at least my eyes do. Thanks for the good laugh.
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I think you may be onto something with the polka-dot slippers. Yellow and black?
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