--It's a pain in the neck mowing around
stumps. Especially if they are close to the ground and the grass is quite tall.
It tends to put a damper on the day if you misstep and run one over. It sort of
like dealing with whack a doodle’s. You know there out there you just try to
make every encounter as painless as possible. Sometimes it works sometimes not
so much.
--Personally I think it would be so much easier if whack a doodles would wear a sign but I guess it doesn't work that way in life. My wife keeps pointing it out to me. I’ve got nothing against anybody I just wish it wasn't so dang burn hard to keep from running into these people. And it's usually at the worse time. When you least expect it.
--Like four way stops where nobody can remember what in Sam hill a stop sign means. Or when your checking your mail and feel the breeze from a pickup truck’s mirror on your check as it passes by. Now I know how the dang fool animals feel when they get to close to the road. Or better yet leaving a grocery store and almost being run over by somebody going way to fast in a parking lot.
--It's getting to be an adventure just leaving your dang fool driveway each time. I suppose it could be worse they could stop for a visit. Come to think of it I do have to hang up a new mailbox every once in awhile. And we did have somebody pull in the driveway totally miss the driveway and take out a row of lilacs looking for our neighbors. Not to mention the few times our neighbor forgot where in Sam hill his driveway was and drove through the front yard and out our driveway.
--I guess it could be worse. At least all we have to worry about are whack a doodle crows dropping from the sky....
--Personally I think it would be so much easier if whack a doodles would wear a sign but I guess it doesn't work that way in life. My wife keeps pointing it out to me. I’ve got nothing against anybody I just wish it wasn't so dang burn hard to keep from running into these people. And it's usually at the worse time. When you least expect it.
--Like four way stops where nobody can remember what in Sam hill a stop sign means. Or when your checking your mail and feel the breeze from a pickup truck’s mirror on your check as it passes by. Now I know how the dang fool animals feel when they get to close to the road. Or better yet leaving a grocery store and almost being run over by somebody going way to fast in a parking lot.
--It's getting to be an adventure just leaving your dang fool driveway each time. I suppose it could be worse they could stop for a visit. Come to think of it I do have to hang up a new mailbox every once in awhile. And we did have somebody pull in the driveway totally miss the driveway and take out a row of lilacs looking for our neighbors. Not to mention the few times our neighbor forgot where in Sam hill his driveway was and drove through the front yard and out our driveway.
--I guess it could be worse. At least all we have to worry about are whack a doodle crows dropping from the sky....
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