The little kitchen window fogs up happily as Lisa whistles and wisks up
over a dozen eggs in ra ta tat fashion. Her husband watches forlorn.
"Honey, set the table, Jeosefat is comin" He slumps his shoulders
and grumbles "he's gonna eat us out of a house that lardy grouse."
"You know at the show he pulled in 6 buses with 10 people in each one.
He says if he doesn't have twelve eggs for breakfast and the trimmings he'll
faint. " George makes a face and hangs out his tongue "oh golly geez, we wouldn't want to end up with a dent on our floor now would we ?" Lisa lets out a giggle "Oh George, leave him be. Jeose fat is my brother "Yep, the Pillbury Dough Bro"he adds with a grin.
Ding Dong goes the doorbell and in comes Jeosefat wearing a baggy sized shirt and wooly socks.. He gives his sister a peck on the cheek . "George?" she says with a quizzical brow then waits. "Morning fatty boy" pipes George. That's when the battle begins. "You skinny rat, I can squish you like a bug" "You fat lasso, I could whop you til' the mornin' and you wouldn't know, beneath that flappy blob,""That's it. I'm not gonna stand here and take abuse. Linda I'm going home." He walks out the door picks up the old pick up truck with his bare arms and and drags it out of the driveway. "George, now look what you did!" "Shit, I just washed that truck." "It will teach you to insult the worlds strongest man. "Ah, he's nothin' but a fat lasso" then as an after thought, "so when is he bringing back my truck?" "When he cools off hon. In about ten minutes, when the eggs will be ready and the smell will reach him down on yonder. " George runs to the back window and sees an ornery man picking a flower off his garden. "Yep, he's getting a flower for you hon, he'll be back in soon." meanwhile the truck sits beside the shed silently cursing under it's breath." "this family hasn't got a clue how to treat an old truck" "Jeosefat is counts, One. Two, Three, that's it I'm going in. Don't want to waste a good omelette. Now that would be sin."
The End.
That was quite creative and too short. Would like to know more about this Jehoshaphat (my voice system spelling--I like it!). I recall my grandmother whipping up four fried eggs for my pencil waist, muscular, cross eyed uncle Dave. He went on to do road construction, get married and have seven kids. Eventually became a master plumber and bought a heating and plumbing business. I recall that he smoked and drank a lot and never seemed to gain any weight. But he had a bad heart attack in his 50s and died early from emphysema. When I asked him, he said he couldn't recall ever eating four eggs for breakfast.
Your 1903 "biggest man on earth," seems to be about average for big men these days. Interesting. Back in those days only the wealthy were fat.
The Harvest of Souls Crossover is a story that is exciting, vigorous, and full of suspense about the fight of good and evil in two realms, the light and dark world. The Howdy Family is determined to defeat the world of darkness, led by the seemingly
The little kitchen window fogs up happily as Lisa whistles and wisks up
