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)


One morning JT awoke in a strange and disturbing place.


His day seemed to be getting better after a quick trip to the toilet


Until the family baby put him in a secret hiding place


He made a quick dash outside but...


he was attacked by some slimy critters


He tried on a disguise


but it turned out to be a bad idea...


a very bad idea...


a very, very bad idea...


Because he understood that he was powerless against such beasts, he decided to make friends by rubbing their undersides… among other places.


Thankfully, he was able to return to his normal home and continue his normal life the next morning.
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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