Hey everyone! It's been a while (again), but I've been a bit preoccupied with what has been going on in the world for the last few months. We won't talk about that now, though. I think we could all use a little chuckle.
When I sat down to write, I looked into my drafts folder and found this fellow looking back at me from an otherwise empty page. What is his story? Let's listen in and find out.
"Hey Spud, what happened to you?"
"Aw Doc, they put a newbie on the plow and he dang near sliced me in too" groaned Spud. "Can you fix me up?"
"Yep, but I'm afraid it will leave a scar and you won't make it to the gourmet aisle. Nope, you'll probably end up bagged and tagged at Walmart" said the Doc.
"That's okay, Doc, at least I won't end up in one of those new frou-frou recipes, you know boiled, whipped, beaten and baked, then drowned in cheese, or spiraled into boiling oil. No, I want to be fried up nice and crispy in some hot bacon grease. Now that's the way to go."
The Doc was nearly in stitches himself, and laughing he said "good luck, Spud. I'll be looking for you in Wally World."