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Wednesday, December 13, 2006

There are some days when I feel like certain people in this house just don't care about my personal well-being...

The other night, I was relaxing after another hard day of....blogging, and ....um...newspaper reading, and reached over to take a sip from my can of cold soda pop.

Normally, this sort of thing is entirely uneventful, and results in simply quenching my thirst. That night, as fate would have it, was anything but normal...

Bringing the can down post-sip, I went to put it back on the table beside our couch. However, the can had somehow gripped a hair of my mustache, and refused to let it go. My arm, recently recovering nicely from a pinched nerve, had a full head of steam heading away from my face. The end result - I pretty much screamed out as the hair was yanked unceremoniously from my upper lip (in this instance, not at all stiff)...

Looking over at the other end of the sofa for some sympathy, I saw instead my beloved Mrs. That Dan Guy, suppressing what could only be described as a massive giggling episode, which upon viewing my hurt expression, erupted into a hearty, uncontrolled laughing fit.

Feeling my lip for signs of blood, or nerve damage, and she's howling there like Carrot Top is doing a standup routine in the living room!! Does she also kick puppies when I'm not looking??

Well, I may need to go pluck a feather off of her feather wreath, to see if she's not as insensitive as it would appear. More to come, I'm sure...

Chow for now!!

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

I knew you would figure out what the feather wreath would be good for. A little plucking there and a little glue there and voila a new moustache piece.

Be careful to use the industrial strength glue as you want that sucker to last for the first heartwarming plucks on those Banjo strings.
You know for that downhome Bluegrass redneck feel.

Yee haa I can almost hear it now!!!

Christmas will never be the same without a Banjo in the house.

ThatDanGuy said...

The saddest home of all, is a home without a banjo at Christmas time...

:-(

Anonymous said...

fear not

ThatDanGuy said...

Anonymous, you have a way with words!!!

Anonymous said...

yeah, like "I believe in miracles, where you from, you red neck thing"?

ThatDanGuy said...

I believe!!

I believe!!