Friday, February 7, 2025

Mice, men... women too...

Goldilocks prolly had acne... Pinnochio flunked PE because he couldn't do pushups...  I am the walrus, goo-goo g'joob, and sadly, they prolly oughta not bow their fanged head in prayer.

The fire station burned down..  

They robbed the police station...

The pilot had a fear of heights... the lifeguard couldn't swim...

And neither Dee Ford or Kadarius Toney could see their toes.

I'm a HUGE fan of AbbyNormal, "that wasnt supposed to happen".... America's Funniest Videos..   High heeled runway models tripping, getting up (of course I don't want em hurt), walking on, .and then giving their best 'nothing happened' look.

I hate (love..  pee a bit) when that happens.

I giggle when Billy Businessman dons dress khakis outta the dryer, heads for the commuter train without realizing there's a pair of his wife's black lacy undies static-electronically glued to the butt of his pants.

The lady walking outta the squatter with an 18" trail of TP coming from the left leg'a her slacks.

Watching local news this morning.  I know America presently hates us in Kansas City. 

That said, our eyes, ears are heightened here for the goings on both here, and, in The Big Easy (Super Bowl, Sunday, Nola).

Weather dude was infronta his big screens telling us what to wear the next week... and allofasudden ya see a lady in a Chief's red dress behind the screen, ducking, hiding her face as she hustled across, no doubt on her way for an unexpected pee.

Then, every local station has their regular anchors, producers, however many the boss would pay for, on site in New Orleans - leaving the snotnose broadcasters and budding production crew back home in KC.

They 'toss' the stage from KC to the perfectly dressed in red and gold co-anchors in Nola.  There's that always uncomfortable few seconds delay (allowing for another swig of coffee)...

The two give the normal and smooth prattle about Chief's fans in town... events for fans, kids.. who's eating gumbo, beignets, jambalaya, goodbye Joe, me gotta go, and where to go to get it.

Then, the men (actually a male and female anchor) toss it back to the mice (snotnose upcomers holding KC fort down) with the kinda sorta breaking news lead-in "And here's video of a former Kansas City Chief getting inducted into the Hall of Fame."

But, snotnose electronic person (said lovingly) instead of showing the KC Hall of Fame guy walking down the runway - they showed a regular ole regular video of the present day Chief's, laying on their backs doing stretching exercises.  It was as uncomfy as a first date fart.

The veterans in Nola mostly gracefully wiggled out of it, and eventually threw it back to the newbies in KC.

As the pretty #3 in line for morning anchor spoke..  very clearly you hear the veteran anchor dude in Nola say (assumingly in explanation of the wrong video) "and then she said 'OH SHIT'...

I'm still cleaning the coffee up that I spit out with accompanying laughter.

Life would be really really boring if everything went as planned. 

Cotton to me a sec.... Victor,  is this where you tell a story for the 12th time?

NO!  Eleventh.

Years and years ago, as Cowboy Bob's kid radio show wrapped up... he'd forgotten to flip off his microphone...

"THERE, that oughta please the little bastards!"

Have a great day, Go Chiefs (sorry, not really)

Oh, and I recommend Victor mousetraps.

Love, Victurd


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