Thursday, April 21, 2005

The tale of JT

My brother-in-law, Jim, received the following letter from Mary and me yesterday just before we left.

This is the story of JT (Jim’s Toothbrush)
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One morning JT awoke in a strange and disturbing place.
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His day seemed to be getting better after a quick trip to the toilet
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Until the family baby put him in a secret hiding place
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He made a quick dash outside but...
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he was attacked by some slimy critters
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He tried on a disguise
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but it turned out to be a bad idea...
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a very bad idea...
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a very, very bad idea...
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Because he understood that he was powerless against such beasts, he decided to make friends by rubbing their undersides… among other places.
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Thankfully, he was able to return to his normal home and continue his normal life the next morning.

Okay, Okay.... we used a lookalike toothbrush. But imagine how he felt when he first read this, postdated April 18th, time for him to have used his toothbrush for 2 days.

Oh yes, and I'm blogging this from England. More later


At 6:32 AM, Blogger Mommy of Boys said...

Very nice...very nice.

You sure do have pretty red toenails, Strick.


At 1:38 AM, Blogger Jon said...

Thought that was going to be about me then!

Great joke.

Welcome back to Blighty

At 10:08 AM, Blogger whatusay said...

Do you know the meaning of the word "nomeclature"? Hush up!

At 3:26 PM, Blogger Jon said...


At 9:34 AM, Blogger whatusay said...

Nunyurbidness? You cus, I cus, we all cus for asparagus.


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