It's all about the PB y'all.
I know I shouldn't snicker, but...
It's the crack that makes me laugh. Doesn't matter whether the "P" is a little, let's say "fluffy" or not, there's always crack. Even those skinny dudes. Unbelievable.
How is that possible?
I am so irreverent when it comes to the crack. I start to snicker. My shoulders shake, my head falls forward and my knees literally quake from the laughter building up on the inside.
My friend Laurie and I have been painting and prepping her husband's new dental office, which I will refer to as the "war zone" until it starts to resemble a building.
Well, today while we were painting the boss's office I had to pass by the plumbers getting their job finished. FINALLY! But... well, it was all about the "_tt", wasn't it? Or rather lack thereof, but I started to laugh. I couldn't help it. So, I went and shared it with Laurie. A bit later we had to bring some stuff from the other side of the building and as we passed the aforementioned "P" she saw what I was talking about and with the knowledge that she now knew, I once again became a snickering, pathetic person.
But, one would say that laughter is good for the soul. Today it was. And sadly at the expense of one hardworking plumber.
To him I say Thank You and please, for the love of Pete, pull up your darn pants.
2 comments:
At least you didn't have to look at a thong hanging out... ;)
Oh my gosh--you had Ben and I laughing so hard. And you are afraid you've lost your humor. Whatever! You make me laugh so hard I think I'm going to wet my pants sometimes. Thanks for making yesterday so humorous. You are a wonderful escape!
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