March 4, 2009

A dark & stormy night story

(1990 Maundy Thursday)

I suppose Sally will start rock collecting now. The age is right. I wish she'd start on her [stamp] album. Everything is so stepped up now, I suppose it is not too early to learn about S-E-X. She should have a good start with gerbels around.

It was a dark and stormy night and a traveler was tired and weary when in the distance he saw a lighted farm house. Soon he was knocking at the door, then welcomed in, and asked join in supper. Afterwards he sat by the fire until it was bed time, when they all went upstairs. The farmer explained they had only one bed; so first the wife got in, then the husband, then the traveler. After a while the horses got to biting each other and kicking, and the farmer had to go out to the barn to quiet them. "Now's your chance," said the wife. "OK" said the traveler and went downstairs and finished off the cottage cheese.

(Not according to Rabelais.)

[Marginal note:] This was on the radio last week.

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