I know I'm likely not doing this right, but this makes me smile! r.

Hey Jonathan, glad I could bring a smile to your face.

Part II is is going to be a 'mutha~

We want the funk! Give up the funk!

No, seriously, give up the funk, you don't want it, it's bad for you.

CC, how very colorful!!

Scanner, why,yes,yes it is!

Cranky, I'm trying. It keeps sneaking up on me.

Designanator - especially red...

Keep looking at the potato face. It made me smile.

A New Yorker Magazine Poet . . .
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holding his belly in on his dates
crosses the NYC Brooklyn bridge
while singing a ode to `cc "Bleah!"
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Wow!
A nice colorful object for a dashboard.
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English bullfrogs, poodles, cocker spaniels,
warblers, wrens, and darling human beings -
Need a few dash-hounds like that on autos -
dashboards. What great company and smiles.

Phyllis-I hadn't realized it was a potato, now I see it is!

Art- or a Buddy Jesus! Thumb up!

My Sister has a toy this reminded me off.
A Notra Dame nun has red mouth sparks.
A nun wears a black penguin cloister habit.
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Smile
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We accidently . . .
Maybe providentially . . .
I am no superstitious farmer.
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bump . . .
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eliciting
appreciative gasp . . .
thonged sunbather
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cc
ccdarling
cc
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Maybe Jesus?
No suck thumb.
It's a bad habit.

Art- rent "Dogma" DVD! I've seen those nun figures...a re-creation of Sister So&So who terrified little miscreants in C-school. (But then there was also Father Whatawaste...)

okay
I vow
promise
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Father Keydash was a drunk.
He cussed me during mass.
I promise to no giggle `gin.
I could not stop giggling.

I get in trouble in church.
Thankfully. I was booted!
I's kicked-off alter boy list!
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I remember better times.
On gusty windy days we'd-
Play baseball. You're fun.

The catcher spit on plate.
I'd slide in to home plate.
I slip head-first because?
I no liked skinny shin boo.
Boo Boos on knees hurts.
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smiling, friendly catcher
cleaning off home plate
with her spit and ball mitt
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Art- catcher definitely sounds more fun than the priest. You were an altar-boy? My goodness, trying to picture that!

Your funk... your funk!
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Algis -right back at ya!

Apology? I follow other people.
Why surprised I was a alter boy?

Maybe Algis K. etc., was one too?
You could sip some free alter wine.

Red cassocks fit good if red wine spilt.
That frilly blouse was very humiliating.
Father Keydash saw BLOTS of red on it.
I mentioned that BLOTS were jest catsup.
He still cussed and booted me from a list.
I had trouble mumbling the `Confetti pray.
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You say `Mea Culpa Muy Confetti dizzy, ay.
Father Keydash was a WW2 trauma chaplain.
He sipped wine from morning until midnight.
My Father said he was a winebibber post-war.
Dad was happy I flunked Latin and Greek too.

Art - you seem like such a free spirit. I guess that's why the father booted you off the rotation!

Love this: "When the Universe Responds in kind"

Could be a story by itself.

Icy- the universe speaks to us all the time...but sometimes we don't listen!