I am pleased to once again share some of the odd twists of mind my friend, Tracy, has. We all need a good chuckle now and then. Enjoy…..
Rain, Rain, Go Away! And That’s an Order!
By Tracy Farr
This is to inform you that I’ve put in a work order concerning the rain problem we seem to be having, and I suggest that if the matter is not looked into in a timely manner, we form an ad hoc committee to address the issue with the All-Powers That Be as soon as possible.
Personally, my complaints concern: (1) access to my humble abode, which is currently surrounded by water, and (2) the use of “the facilities,” which really means the NON use of “the facilities.”
In reference to “access” — I would be better able to access my humble abode if given some kind of floating apparatus that is large enough to comfortably transport a family of five. I’m not suggesting something as grandiose as an Ark, but a U.S. Marine Corps Advanced Amphibious Assault Vehicle (AAAV), might just fit the bill.
In reference to “the facilities” — Because my humble abode sits on an acre out in the country, I do not have access to the public sewage utilities. Instead, I must use the tried-and-true septic tank system, which truly works well in dry weather, but I just tried it a few minutes ago (I needed to go after drinking two cups of coffee) and all functionality is at a standstill. Therefore, I have just raised our Alert Level to “Def-Con One.”
Def-Con One: All personnel must adhere to the “Pee-Little Principle” until further notice. Number Two is off limits except for emergency situations. Chemical Warfare Gear is advised until Flushing is reinstated.
Personnel not adhering to Def-Con One face persecution under the Uniform Code of My Justice, with possibility of monetary fine, jail time and reduction in rank.