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Beau Wann, Jr.
Good Morrow Myne Fyne Waltripynes...and a lovely morn it is...astually slept from 12:53 till 5:24. Now that myne fyne friens, is a good knights sleep! ! !
Thanks Johnny for the birthday wishes, and one and all for all the good birthday wishes and well wishes as well . Here's an early birthday wish for Jimmie Lee who will be turning 16 tomorrow...Happy sweet sixteen Jimmie Lee...
I was thinking about sending a fruitcake or some grits to Jimmie Lee, but thought better of it cause I know shes got enough to think about than, "now where did I put that fruitcake"? Of course, it could be a welcome distraction! I have oft times thought of fruitcake or liver and onions as a deterrent to worrisome thinking, like, fruitcake or liver and onions to name a few! ! !
I do have a few fruitcakes left over from whenever it was I got fruitcaked by me loving classmates...(I really did love it though...the thought, not necessarily the fruitcakes) ! ! !
I woulda sent one to Johnny, cept he keeps moving about...I guess trying to make hisownself less of a target nowdays in these troubled times...cause it is easier to hit a stationary target than a moving one...ie Artillery class 101...or how to lob a fruitcake just so! ! !
Also, you gno Johnny, you also recollect me of good ol Doc Gould ! Oh, not because he was short and had a limp, but because of his bedside demeanor...I dont care how bad you felt, after a visit with Doc Gould, you just felt better oncet it was over...well, maybe after the sting of the shot wore off, and that might take some time if you had a penicillin shot, cause those hurt...especially in the derriere mon ami! ! !
Johnny you have that same easy going fun spirit, (not of a penicillin shot), but of good ol Doc Gould...When you come into fudds or into the room where ever it might be, you just light up the room! And to be sure, I'm not the onliest (east texas for only) one that notices that, and for that, we all thank you!
Had a good knights sleep, as aforementioned, but woke up with a heaviness and sharp pains in my chest...oh great a heart attack and just 2 days after my 16th birthday too also...I did notice it was moving around a bit..."hmmmm" says I...gas? Nope, it was definitly a heart attack, with gas probably...saw a shadowy figure lurking close to my face, tha grim reaper? says I, "go away, I'm not ready yet, havent had me breakfast"...then my nose had a heart attack! Do noses have hearts? then the smell of tuna breath...the grim reaper eats tuna?
Oh yeah, put em all to gether and whatta you got, bibidybobidy boo, actually they spell trouble, Annie-bob the Pixie Bob, kneading my chest and biting my nose wanting her just deserts, or breakfast, whichever comes first...
@#$%^&* ding dang moron idjified @#$%^*& cat! ! ! ! Boy that durn cat will make you forget your troubles, and give you a whole new set of em... Alright, I'm up! ! !
Got all the critters fed and watered and other bio stuff tooken cared of...(my apologies Ms. Simpson)...(east texas for tooken cared of)...Even got breakfast for me beloved and me! Had scrambled eggs with a light dusting of very fine grated graded extra sharp cheddar cheese, sausage, croisant toast, very very fine coffee, seedless black berry jam for the toast, organic apple juice, and some of the most wonderful homegrown maters (mountain folk speak for, maters) your palate has ever had the pleasure of paleteing...heavens delight for the taste buds...bud!
Those maters were grown at 2023 Latexo, rat in the heart of uptown Oak Forest...Now, I never hoid of eating maters for breakfast till I dont know when! I think it is a yankee thing, and ever now and again, they do get stuff right!
Maters, whose soul purpose is to delight the adnoids, or is it the olfactory noives, and palate of taste buds, whichever, it does wreak havoc and chaos amongst all them senses!
gonna grow some oncet we get to the hill, if that ever happens! It is going slower than mol asses in winter...hells bells, Johnny will probably move again before we move to the hill! Well, thats good that he's getting plenty of practice moving boxes and furniture about, it will keep him sharp and in shape for when we move! "Oh Johnny, that box doesnt go there, it goes in the pink room..."
Yup, having a "pink room", grandaughter picked that one out...also a blue room, the office, a green room, and our room, whichever in the heck that color is going to be...probably tuna colored for the cats!
So when any of youse youtes come to visit, you may specify which color room you wish to occupodo...if youse care to spend the night! Of course a nominal fee will apply, but you get family rates...Ha, now how you gonna be? Jus fine ah reckon!
Ok, time to make like a tree and get the heck outa here...there has been some grumblins about my posts being too long...here's a tip, just read a paragraph and close er out, and then come back and read another paragraph, and by the time youse get through with the entire pulitzer prize winning post, I'll have another for your perusing pleasure....remember, "there is no frigate like a really large book and a paddle"...and "when in danger and in doubt, run in circles scream and shout"...
Your frien and resident resident, Beauregard Cephus E. Lee...master chef, gardenier, and garden ganome...and Hemmingway of the house on Shady Grove Lane...
Post Script: Is it better to have loved and liverwurst, or go down to the sea and see ships, see!
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