Bestworking posted:direstraits posted:
In my youth, I worked with the Scouts. Mornings, a woodpecker would start his racket looking for a meal. He always stopped at a cabin with a tin roof and hammered away at the metal roof. Sometimes, JT reminds me of that bird. Critter never could figure out he couldn't peck thru metal, plus there weren't any bugs there anyway.
Reminds me of a sitcom episode, the woman took her daughter in with stomach cramps, the doctor told her the girl was pregnant and in labor. Daughter, "I ain't pregnant momma", doctor, "she's fully dilated", daughter, "I ain't pregnant momma". Doctor, "she's crowning"! Daughter, "I ain't pregnant momma". Doctor, "its a big healthy boy". Daughter, "It ain't mine momma".
As funny as that is, it's so true too.