Age 6 for 55 years and counting.
On a hot summer day, my two sisters were with the neighbor girls in their pool and I was feeling a little left out. Inside, I found a toy baby bottle. You know, the itty bitty plastic ones. An evil plan came to mind. I took it down to the pantry and packed the bottle about half full of baking soda and got some vinegar in a little cup. I carefully snuck up behind their back hedge, paused for a while to listen if they’d seen me. Then I sucked up some of the vinegar into the bottle and threw it over the hedge into the pool.
“Hey! It’s zooming all over the place!”
“Hey, Tentoes, do it again!”
I had to go back and get some more soda and reloaded it several times.
No, they never invited me to join them.
“Butthere are no cats in America,And the streets are paved with cheese!”
Why did it take 6 boy scouts to help the little old lady cross the street?
Because that’s not where she was going.
And the twins should be along shortly.
Bob is right.
Our bathtub drain made a buzzing sound. It was bees in the drain that I was afraid of!
Bill dressed up! He’s even wearing flip flops!
“How many people work at your company?”
“Less than half of them.”
Wiz wouldn’t have athlete’s foot ‘cause he’s always barefoot.
Hmm. Bigfoot seems to be a theme today. See Wallace the Brave!