And so it ends. Summer, that is. Oh, and our round robin story ended last night, but not without some zany contributions from many of my funny fiends. Thank you for making me laff!
BFFs Kay and Bob were over for dinner-and-movie night last night (Slumdog Millionaire – thumbs up), after which we sat at the laptop on the sofa and had a giggle about our little David Soul/Shrek/Dallas-dream-season-ending-ripoff yarn. Funny story I’m sure she wouldn’t mind my sharing:
Kay teaches English to high school students in Slovenia. She told me that she also uses the round robin storytelling strategy with them, to sharpen their conversational skills. However, as the story circulates around the room, without exception Chuck Norris shows up in the tale. Chuck Norris, every time. I think that is hysterical. Do not ask me why that just makes me howl.
Another howler about Chuck Norris: #1 Son, as you know, is a truck driver. Hauls steel everywhere east of the Mississippi. For the last 5 weeks, he has had to ride along with a trainer and learn the business/ropes/whatever. His trainer (we’ll call him Sonny) spends every available non-driving minute in front of a portable DVD player, watching reruns of Walker, Texas Ranger. HAAAA. Again … no clue why that janks my funny nerve. It just does.
The only thing funnier than writing about “Sonny” is hearing #1 Son tell about him. Mavis and I about fell off our chairs a couple of weeks ago, listening to the stories (and there are many, believe it). I will actually be sorry when the training run is over today and he gets his own truck this weekend — though I wouldn’t say that to his face. Heh.
Guess I’ll have to find stuff to laugh at on my own. Which brings me back to going to school this morning…
It truly has been a good summer, even though I didn’t get stuff done (see Wednesday’s post). It’s OK. I’m young, right? There’s plenty of time. Have a great weekend, dolls.