Double Play Winner

Well, today marks the end of Double Play and boy was it a good one.  I have loved reading the comments and apparently so have you!!  If you haven’t visited in a while I issued a blog candy asking readers to give me an idiom they use all the time or one that someone else said that made them go, huh?  I thought I’d heard them all but I see that now I can add many more to my repetitoire.   I have to lead off with this very funny comment that one of my kooky lovable readers left – many others who left comments referred to comment #663.  Sit down with some coffee when you need a break and read through these – oh, but don’t sip when you read or you might spew, lol!!

From: Jan Lambert
Sorry about the extra post.  As my Grandmother used to say, I’ve got more troubles than a married woman!  Ya see, I got me two rugrats and a red-headed stepchild, and for the umpteenth time today I’ve had to give my floors a lick and a promise, ‘cuz they won’t wipe thar paws. I finished my second cup of liquid courage while I jaw-jacked with my snaggle-toothed neighbor, but I kept a thinkin I should fetch her a brush so she could get all the rats out of her hair. Anyhoo, as she was takin’ a drag off her cancer stick, she was a havin’ herself a hissy-fit ‘cuz her better-half got drunk as a skunk and went a huntin’ himself some 2-legged dear. I told her she couldn’t see the forest for the trees (or is it trees for the forest?), ’cause with him a gone, she could burn her boulder-holders, cut the cheese, or shart whenever she wants!  I guess I need to stop shootin’ the sh** for a while and hunt up some clean snot rags for the kids. They’re stuck in front of the boob-tube, and in a half past a hair we all gotta climb into the old clunker and go get my old man out of the hoosegow. Seems that he was a rubber-neckin’ and got into fisticuffs with the fuzz. They threw the book at him over a bunch of trumped up charges. we’re all going to celebrate over some gut-burgers at the Golden Arches. Once the kids are down we’re going to make up for lost time, and swing from the chandeliers. In the words of my wise, dearly departed, God-fearing friend, Martha, “All is well that ends”. Hope this wets your whistle.

I’ve contacted Jan privately to thank her for this madly funny comment.  In the meantime, let me get on with THE WINNER as picked with Random.org.  Here’s the number that came up:

Okay winner, hit me with an email through my contact page (link at top of page) within 48 hours to claim your prize.  If you have the words for the Double Play, include them in your email to me!

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