Some More Small Stories

I've never dreamt I could fly
but I've been naked in a whole lot of them
I bet if I had a dream about flying
I'd be naked in that one too

...the end

she was stocking shelves
I asked where I could find salad olives
she said, "we don't sell them"
but, I bought some last week, I said
"I wasn't here last week", she said
I looked down at my shoes, mumbling
she went back to stocking tiny jars of I don't know....

...the end

my glasses fell into the toilet
I cut my hand opening a bubble wrap
I broke a tooth on a stale french roll
my white wash came out pink
and there's a cat's hairball on my pillow

so, of course, my facebook friends needed to one up me
most of them could...and did

I'm not surprised...but, WOW, that's sadder than a dead cat!

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I really like Mambo #5
you know "a little bit of Monica in my life"
that one
I'd bellow a sing-along
goose-stepping my signature
teutonic tango dance...but,
I can't do that anymore
it always ends with me sleeping on the couch
I don't know why,
but for some reason, or another
Grizeldafren really hates that song

...the end

they say there's a time and place for everything
2:37 am on the steps of Saint Francis the Do-Gooder church
is not the time or place to pee
I'm pretty sure now, but aren't most Irish cops catholic?
I wonder if Judge O'Shanahan would accept bias as a defense
I'm not catholic...but, I bet even Francis had to take a wicked wizz once in awhile

...the end