Oops, My Bad II
One of my enduring memories from childhood is the day a Coast Guard building was floated on a raft from Cuttyhunk Island across several miles of Vineyard Sound to the little fishing village of Menemsha on Martha's Vineyard. I remember watching its progress from low ground, looking across Menemsha Pond and the stretch of sand bar that separated it from the Sound. It was a large, three-storey clapboard structure, and as it moved across Menemsha Bight it appeared to be gliding gracefully along the sand dunes. Back then it was a strictly local occasion for awe and celebration. Today it would be on the evening news all over the country. Not too long ago the news featured a story about a boy in Florida who was told by his teacher he couldn't be excused to go to the bathroom, and so he went into the cloakroom and peed in a wastebasket. That was the whole story. I'm not kidding.
posted by John M Crowther @ 7:26 AM
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And on a lighter note, a recent cartoon in a New York paper showed a man sitting up in a hospital bed staring down at a new pair of breasts. The nurse says: “Sorry sir, we operated on the wrong Pat Frawley.”
And then there's the old wheeze abut the man who had his leg amputated. When he awoke from the anesthetic the surgeon came into post op and said "I have bad news and good news. The bad news is we cut off the wrong leg. The good news is the bad leg is getting better."
lololol, ok, you two, will not even comment on your comments except to say, the cartoon and these comments have me doubled over with laughter. No way could I top either of these, says she, still laughing.
PS. Think I agree with il professore's analyses of the political situation, found it interesting. But John is right, that discussion is for another blog another day.
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