At the Park
This old boy was way over optimistic about his tax preparation time. At the rate I'm going, it'll still take a couple more days. I am very tired, and I will take a couple days off and talk Carolyn into going to Cade's Cove as soon as a pretty weekend and Monday/Tuesday are forecast.
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The day I had the ticker fixed, one of the nurses—a male—noticed some scratches on my leg and said that I shouldn't scratch myself. He said I should "pat" the itchy places instead. Now that makes me wonder, when my scrotum itches, am I really supposed to pat the part of my body that is most sensitive to being "disturbed"? A man cannot think straight without scratching himself down there, and would probably get some great feedback if he started banging on his crotch every time he has an abstract thought. Not to mention the damage he can do to his fertility and the fact that he may end up rolling on the ground and vomiting because of the pain. Girls, take my word for it, it doesn't take a big hit to put a man down. Sometimes a love pat will do the job.
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Now, back to taxes...
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It is now 6:56pm and I am about 90% done with our taxes.
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