Remember when you were little and your mom said, "If you lie to me, you're going to get it."
Well, I was one of those kids who thought about lying just to find out what "It" was. "It" could not have been a good thing. I could tell that by the tone of her voice and the look on her face. In fact, "It" had to be pretty bad if I went by those two criteria! But I was little, and I was a chicken (did that make me the first Chicken Little?), plus I was good so I didn't lie.
Now I'm big and I lied and I found out about "It."
Now I'm big and I lied and I found out about "It."
Ya see, I tried to lie to you the other day when I pretended to find - OK, lied and said I found - some old photos at a garage sale. Sneaky Snake and I had taken a ride to a country friend and SS had an adventure by a weed-surrounded pond. I gimped him (my new verb thanks to SIE!) and posted/lied.
The next day I found out what "It" is.
It is Poinson Ivy! Need I say more?
I'm so sorry. I only hope It's in an area you can scratch in public. Now where did you put that calamine? Tn'T
ReplyDeleteI'm trying not to laugh to hard....really! Robin
ReplyDeleteGood to hear from you again, Robin! Glad you survived Ike and your computer is back up.
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When "it" comes around, "it" goes around, eh? Or is that "itch"??? ~Mindy
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