Sunday, February 18, 2007

Hey Gyp,
Wasn’t that photographer mad at us? It wasn’t our fault, we did yell and scream and did everything we could to make her move out of the way. It wasn’t our fault we plowed our sled right into her. She sure got mad at us, wrecked her camera, got her all wet, and she sure didn’t like us laughing at her. I almost split a gut I was laughing so hard.
What a picture that would have made. The look on her face when she realized we were heading right towards her. She thought we were joking but we weren’t.
Then remember how the two of us crashed into her in the bumper car rink? She sure was mad at us. Said we had no respect for the older generation.
I remember we surrounded her and she was laughing and having a ball until first you, then me, banged into her. All of a sudden she quit laughing. She sure was sore at us that day.
What a day, I never remember laughing so hard or so much. Showed the older generation a thing or two. Maybe they’ll show a little more respect for the younger generation.
Her husband threw up all over himself when he ate that hot dog. Thought she was going to kill him. I’ve never seen a couple not get along. In public too. What a shame, what kind of role model are they giving us younger folk. I never heard such language in my life. The two of them were pretty silly, yelling at each other and throwing the napkins and hot dogs at each other. I think of one of those head shrinkers saw them acting like that, they would have been locked away in the local looney bin.
What a day, what a day.
Yours in mischief,
The Clown

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