So, You Want a Baaad Joke?

OK, here it is. Keep in mind, my 14-year old daughter told me this one...

"Dad, you gotta do 'Safe Lunch'".

"Chickie, just what in the blazes is 'Safe Lunch'?"

"Daddy, you have ALWAYS got to use Condiments!"

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HoooKay! "Safe Lunch"

Right.

I think it's going to be a loooong teenage years. And that's just for Chickie. Meelie is 11 going on 17....

I've already got gray hair. It's just gonna get worse...

Sigh.

Still here...

Mrs. OWW is recuperating nicely from major abdominal surgery.

OWW has been dealing with changing bandages, moving daughters around to meet their various committments, work, plumbing issues, car issues, Cinco de Mayo issues, boat issues (not MY boat, thank Gawd (BOAT means "Bring Out Another Thousand")), dance recital rehearsals, softball, and a Partidge In A Pear Tree.

All is well, so far, but OWW is frazzled!

Right now, I don't give a crap about the rest of the world, personal stuff is at the head of the line.