What a Goober I Am: Bulletin #1
I was talking with my older daughter, Ginny, a few days ago and reached in my makeup bag for some Chapstick because my lips get so chapped in the winter. I was looking at her and not at my hands. Boy, that Chapstick was really dried out — what a piece of junk! I looked down, and I was faithfully slathering a stick of WART REMOVER on my lips. It never actually burned, but I was howling for a tissue while I rubbed at my mouth. Ginny couldn’t get up to grab a tissue for me because she was laughing so hard she couldn’t breathe.
Yes, the ol’ kisser is nice and shiny smooth today … NO WARTS!
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this indeed put a smile on my face
in a word, LOL
Thanks, Mike! The ridiculous thing about it is that I probably have a LOT of stories like this — most of which I’ve chosen to forget. :o)
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