Saturday, November 15, 2008

Lettuce Pray

My brother John is in town. I have a hangover. These two events are not unconnected.

I hope that when I sober up I will find out that lettuce ladies were only a bad dream.

If it wasn't for Kali, seventeen hundred year old jokes, and Google I could have carried on in blissful ignorance . From here on in a BLT is a euphemism, not a sandwich.

1 comment:

KaliAmanda said...

Mom wants you to know that she too is "Distressfully disturbed by those Lettuce Ladies." She's still fanning herself...