What’s on my mind? Peeling.
And wedging your foot so far into your mouth that extracting it is impossible. So here’s my short, sad story.
Last week, we vacationed with another couple. We all brought so much food in bags and coolers that someone suggested it might have been simpler to tie a rope around our fridges and drag them behind the car.
As we unpacked, I saw that they’d brought four bananas and we’d brought four bananas.
“We can have a foursome!” I chirped - and then, realizing how deeply inappropriate that comment was - tried to “fix” it by adding: “With bananas.”
© Nicole Parton, 2019
© Nicole Parton, 2019
