I never thought my blog would have over 1,000 readers. But now I feel it is my duty to my readers to try to have an entry nearly every day. I still write this mostly to hear myself talk, but I am glad others are listening.
Today my niece, her husband and their daughter and my nephew are going to the tallest building in the world and watch Spiderman climb to the top - on the outside!
This reminds me of an old knock-knock joke:
Knock-knock
Who's there?
Nicholas
Nicholas who?
Nicholas Warren his pants out!!!
One Sunday (important because I had my Sunday pants on) I climbed to the top of our house and used the "V" shaped valley of the roof as a slide. The asphalt shingles were like sand paper and I didn't notice (due to high quality underwear), the holes that quickly wore through my pants, but my older brothers and sisters noticed. Hence, the fine knock-knock joke at the expense of Nicholas Warren Dalrymple.
Best of luck to Spiderman and his pants.
Today my niece, her husband and their daughter and my nephew are going to the tallest building in the world and watch Spiderman climb to the top - on the outside!
This reminds me of an old knock-knock joke:
Knock-knock
Who's there?
Nicholas
Nicholas who?
Nicholas Warren his pants out!!!
One Sunday (important because I had my Sunday pants on) I climbed to the top of our house and used the "V" shaped valley of the roof as a slide. The asphalt shingles were like sand paper and I didn't notice (due to high quality underwear), the holes that quickly wore through my pants, but my older brothers and sisters noticed. Hence, the fine knock-knock joke at the expense of Nicholas Warren Dalrymple.
Best of luck to Spiderman and his pants.