Can Anyone Tell Me What My Idea Was?
My special place
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Not me, but file photo of what sitting looks like.
I was on the toilet yesterday, and had a great idea for a Woody Boater story. I thought.. Mmmm do I write it down or finish what I had set out to do? It was funny, and different, and I swear I knew what it was. And then I got up and Boom. Like the sound of a toilet flushing, it was gone. So gone I forgot to even remember it. And only an hour later I recalled I had a great idea. Does anyone have an ability to read minds?
Larry might know what I was think’n.. Larry? Larry?
To do some sort of spiritual reading to remember? If you do you may want to turn off the visual part of it all. I was not in my best position. GAAAAAAA, I hate loosing a great idea. And no it had nothing to do with what I was doing. WAIT..
I REMEMBERED IT! OH HELL YA! Tune in tomorrow.
I think you were going to do a story on this new mask protest!
I am so glad that this story used old unrelated photos.
OK, it’s 715am the following day, making us wait is, well, kind of crappy!
HAHAHAH! I do have some standards!
…………………….however they are mostly low standards.
I thought you were getting ready to tell us about a crappy day
It’s like time travel. We’re talking toilet seats again. We could have a virtual Happy Hour Day today. Is 6 year old Lilly available to mix drinks?
The nose knows: it’s covid check time again!
Man, it’s sh”ty when we forget things at our age! What were we talking about??? 😉
Oh Crap! I forgot what I was going to tell you what you forgot.