The above picture is the result of a Major Catastrophic Event in this woman’s young life. She may never recover and deserves all our sympathy.
If it were not against current accepted practice in the Good Ole USofA, I would ask you to pray for her but I know better than to do such a thing. I really don’t know all of you that well and I can’t be sure whether or not some of you might report me.
What caused such grief? As I stated above, it certainly was a Major Catastrophic Event but what exactly was it?…
- Was an Atomic Bomb was just dropped on her home town destroying it completely and killings all of its 63,212 inhabitants including her entire family?
- Did her husband just drive off a 1,500 foot high cliff into a raging sea in her new Lexus?
- Did she just drop a $5,000,000 Winning Lottery Ticket on the floor and was she sent into the throws of despair as her cute little white dog gulped it down as she screamed for it to stop gulping?
- Did her Brazilian Soccer Team just lose its World Cup Soccer Match to eventual winner Germany?
Yes, it was the last bullet above. Such anguish! Such pain! It is hard for me to look at this picture of her anguish and pain! It is so unsettling to me that I can’t continue pecking at this Blog Posting and will have to forgo my sometimes nifty closing turn of phrase.
(I must have lied above because there are 2 Lagniappes below.)
Would I kid u?
Smartfella
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Lagniappe 1: On second thought, this woman is a complete idiot! I am tempted to Tweet her and tell her to worry about something meaningful but, since I am not a Twit, I will not Tweet and someone else will have to tell her she needs to learn the difference between Fly Chit and Pepper.
Lagniappe 2: There were news reports after the match that 7 Brazilian Soccer Fans were killed in rioting. Many Members of Congress were watching the match in a Special Extended Happy Hour Session and 5 of them asked, when they heard the news flash about the dead Soccer Fans, “Just how many Million are there in a Brazilian?”
2 comments:
Great writing but what do I know. I read real estate transactions all day.
I don't think it is anything as important as a soccer match. Maybe she was watching paint dry and it hasn't finished in 30 seconds and now she will never know whether it will ever dry but she fills the next 60 seconds with something else and will forget about the paint dry disaster.
I have never be involved in social media or taken a selfie of any part of me but I do remember what twit used to mean and, come to think of it, it probably still does.
Happy end of hump day. No camel chit yet so maybe it is safe.
That picture is the way I look after missing a 3 foot putt.
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