Thursday, October 7, 2010
Cerebral Flatulence, My "C" Word
The Rogue Speaks:
Yes, you read that right. There is another name for it, a brain f***. I have always found that "f" word to be rather harsh, so I choose to not use it. We've all had one, though. In fact, I have had more than my share over the years.
The first one that comes to mind is when Rod had his accident on the golf course, and the paramedics were called. I raced to the course in record time (4 minutes) and discovered that not only was I barefoot,but my shirt was on inside-out! I followed the paramedics to the ER, forgetting that I had no shoes,etc. I did have a pair of golf shoes in my rolling closet, so I threw those on--no socks, though!!
How many times have you sprayed hair spray under your arms, or deodorant in your hair? BE honest, now!!! I have done it NUMEROUS times! Have your ever put Cortisone 10 on your tooth brush? Well, I have! Have you ever used a lip pencil on your eyebrows, or vice versa? Been there, done that!
I have been playing golf, gotten to the tee box, and discovered I had my putter in my hand. I have driven all the way over to the course in my golf cart, and then realized that my clubs were at home in the garage--MORE THAN ONCE!
I have unloaded groceries, and put the ice cream in the 'fridge instead of the freezer. After a few times, Keil said he would be in charge of the ice cream. Neither he nor Rod will let me forget that one.
Have you ever tried to pay for lunch at Applebee's with your Costco card? Doesn't work, let me tell you!
Cerebral flatulence hits us all, young and OLD alike! The next time it happens to you, acknowledge it in a genteel way! CEREBRAL FLATULENCE! Makes you sound classy, doesn't it?
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