I finished up edits on DEMON INC, which still ended up in
the 78,000 word range. Over the weekend I started the third part in the YA
Trilogy with 2,000 words, so it’s officially on to complete the series.
The main reason for blogging today involves a joke:
A sixty-four year old man
loved fishing. He sat casting his line in the water from his favorite pier,
enjoying the day, when he heard a small voice cry out.
“Pick me up!”
The old guy looked around and
didn’t see a single person near him. He thought he was dreaming, but then he
heard the voice again.
“Pick me up!”
He glanced down at the water
where a frog was floating on the surface. “Pick me up!”
“Are you talking to me,” the
old guy asked, quite shaken.
“Yes. Pick me up, kiss me, and
I will turn into the most beautiful woman you’ve ever seen. I’ll make all your
friends jealous because I will become your mistress!”
The old guy looked at the frog
for a moment. He then carefully picked the frog up and put it in his pocket.
“Are you nuts?! What are you
doing?! Didn’t you hear me? Kiss me and I will turn into a gorgeous woman and
become your mistress.”
The old guy opened his pocket,
meeting the little frog's questioning stare. “Nah… at my age, I’d rather have a
talking frog.”
With age comes wisdom. :)
7 comments:
I'm ashamed to admit I understand this joke- and that I find it hilarious.
Amen, brother.
Good, guys, then I'm keeping the frog. :)
I agree with the old guy.
The frog sounds more interesting.
Sure, Raine, and he can also save it for a rainy day when he ain't feelin' quite as old. :)
Too funny brother, and with everything I've gone through this year, yeah, I'd keep the frog too
Remember brother, there's always that rainy day when you're feelin' good, and you can pop the frog out of your pocket and get busy. :)
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