Wherein "That Man I Married" Thinks He's a Comedian

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Surely you remember him. (He'd say, "My name's NOT Shirley!)

Around here I call him Ole, The Big Cheese, Fisherhubby, and SOMETIMES Gregory Farrell SNOT Broyles. (I reserve THAT one for moments like I'm about to describe herein.)

What???? You don't recognize him??? Well, maybe you'll remember him better from THIS view:


Oh I DO kid, but it's a cute little "end" anyway.

You know, he's the man with the FISHING plan.
He plans to fish
And fishes his plan.

He's the man who can fall asleep anywhere - - -

Taking his half of the bed right smack dab out of the middle - - -

And sleep through anything.

He's the man who chortles as he shreds, mixes, and packs
All the junk mail BACK into the posts-paid envelopes
And returns them to the sender.

AND, he's the man that loves a good bubbly
Soak in a jacuzzi.

He also has a life mission to find new and varied ways to keep me on my toes. These things range from "honking" at me as I walk in front of the car to go into the house, to stuffing his church bulletin and other trash in my purse, to making up outlandish stories about EVERYTHING just to see if I will bite hook, line, and sinker. (I must look like a fish - - -)

Well, here's his LATEST "when will Keetha notice THIS" routine:

Perhaps you remember Beauregarde Bearski, he was introduced to this blog during the winter XCountry-skiing months. This is how Beau is SUPPOSED to look - - - holding skis, scarf gently looped around his neck.

This is how I FIND Beau AFTER The Big Cheese adulterates him:

"Hang-man's noose"

"Too hot to WEAR my scarf, I think I'll carry it."

"Innovative belt"

"See no evil"

Wait a second - - - that's Borris!
What's HE doing with Beau's scarf?

Good Grief!

That man I married thinks he is SUCH a comedian!!!

What do they say?
"Never a dull moment."

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