My Xwife by marriage, telephoned me the other day during her “Medication Time.” I don’t know where she found the dime?…or my number? Looks like I’ll have to change it again.
If you have it remember this stuff is fictitious.
She said that her aunt’s third cousin on her mother’s brothers’ sisters side, twice removed, and once taken away, is a bit of a sports aficionado.
He would be running in the Preakness just passed.
I asked who/whom would be riding him?
She didn’t seem to get it?
She said that since we were first cousins, the fellow spoken of was also a relative of mine and I may wish to watch him at my club and gloat amongst the stuffed shirts.
I thought that a wonderful idea and we viewed it on a gigantic screen with cigars and vapors.
He was the fellow that fell off his horse!
Oh, the humility.
I kept watching the replays for a different outcome, but he fell in all of them.
I cannot help feeling she knew that was going to happen.
Along with a new phone number I must also find a new club.
I was a friend and neighbor to the man who started that phrase, "Oh, the humanity!" But that's another story I wrote about Herb [ert O.] Morrison and posted here. Used by everybody and his brother in a humorous life ever since.
As for the bloke who fell off the horse, if I hadn't accidentally flipped the channel from something important like the Motor Trend Channel, I might not have caught the Preakness at all, just like I accidentally happened on the muddy Kentucky Derby and placed my safe bet on the Improbable, only to find out it was true--improbable.
As I watched that riderless horse almost win the race, I forgot all about my bet on Improbable, like all my bets, improbable. Pass the cigars, I'll catch you at the new club. Clubs are handy for knocking people off their high horses.
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As for the bloke who fell off the horse, if I hadn't accidentally flipped the channel from something important like the Motor Trend Channel, I might not have caught the Preakness at all, just like I accidentally happened on the muddy Kentucky Derby and placed my safe bet on the Improbable, only to find out it was true--improbable.
As I watched that riderless horse almost win the race, I forgot all about my bet on Improbable, like all my bets, improbable. Pass the cigars, I'll catch you at the new club. Clubs are handy for knocking people off their high horses.
Bye, George,
Ron