Cul de Sac by Richard Thompson for January 30, 2017
Transcript:
Ernesto: What's this I hear about your drawing my beloved Viola as a giant monster? Petey: Ernesto- Ernesto: But wait! It is she! See how, with angel like tread, she carries her tray to the trash can! Viola! Let me assist you! Petey: Agh. Petey: I'll bet if I spoke in complete sentences and wore two sweaters at once, Viola'd be nicer to me! Girl: Not with those table manners.
Women, from cradle to grave are the essence of beautiful:) Why just the other day I was in a bar massaging, kissing, necking and rubbing on an 80 year old woman:) She smiled and sighed like a baby:) It was a tender, enchanting moment . . . until her 90 year old husband came out of the men’s room:( Him being so old I figured I had another half hour with his wife:) “Get your grimy, stinkin paws off my wife!!!” he angrily screamed at me as he came our way with raised cane:( It took another half hour for him to make it across the bar:) “See you in my dreams my precious,” I said to her:) I then smiled, winked at her, and ran out the door:) I ain’t lying:-)