Dingus and Dingus (REDUX)

6.4.2017 (first posted this week... w/ this destinatio , 2004)

Here's a TNSC bedtime story for ya all to tell each other and if ya got a wee one or are gonna get a wee one or gonna have a wee one or ARE a wee one and I know some of you got one or are gonna get one or gonna have one or are one you can tell it to them or listen up.

There once were two brothers and their Mommy and Daddy were too interested in hitting the booze than thinking of names for the boys that they remained nameless for years. They would be playing trucks together and one would look upon the other and say, "what's your name? Gimme that 'dozer," whereupon the other would reply, "what's your name? Okay, 'cept pass me that Excel Spreadsheet." The first brother looked quizzically upon his brother and said, "What's your name? We're playing trucks. I will not pass you the Excel Spreadsheet. I will pass you the dump truck." The other brother replied, "That's fine, what's your name? But don't you think we should think about refinancing this fleet of ours before too long, as depreciation is a bitch." The other brother, all tall and skinny and curly-haired, adjusted his tie and said, "Jeez, what's your name? I don't really care. I'm getting rather bored with these trucks, shall we get a drink?" And of course the other brother said, "what's your name? That's the best idea I've heard all day."

So they retired to the bar and enjoyed red wine and Beefeater martinis up/olives and wished each other happy birthday and bon voyage.

The End.

Tonight - Kickin' it DOWNTOWN: The House of Shields.
(progressively allowing women since 1976) 

Be there! Bring yr pals - I know I will. It's Celebrity Night, after all.

bye-ee!
whrr ... clik!