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].
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