Wednesday, December 25, 2019

Taxiing to the Gate


She is only 19 [plus seven decades].

Ready to have your butts whipped [at Scrabble]?

After a gradual descent on final approach, her plane finally touched down a few days ago.

Nurse: do you have any pain?
Trudy: I don't have pain. I give pain.

Her wit has not been dampened in the least by such a long flight.

Friend discussing her final destination: Are you going to plant a big vegetable garden?
Trudy: Yeah... [several long seconds]... no broccoli!

She is moving across the tarmac, taxiing to the gate.

Contemporary aquaintance: We are free as birds!
Trudy: ...without wings.

At her gate she'll make a quick, luggageless transfer to her high speed underground sleeper train.

She is only 19 [plus seven decades].