Sunday, January 07, 2007

I'm a little dolly, short and sweet.....

(To the tune of "I'm a little teapot....")

So last week I'm carrying two five gallon buckets of paint into the job. Plumber says to me, "You know, you should get you a little dolly for that."
"Got it covered," sez I, "I am a little dolly!"

Badaboom badabing.

4 Comments:

At 8:31 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Great response! You are the wearer of your body and you know its strengths and limitations. Sometimes people just blurt out things, like when my mouth gets going before my brain can hit first gear. Ha. So now we can call you Dolly! This is the continuing saga of Dolly and Pedro. Cool. Looking forward to more installments.

 
At 9:48 AM, Blogger Lauren said...

Doncha just love having a snappy comeback for those types of comments?

I have people make comments about how fit I am for my age. My standard response is: "The put-down-the-fork-and-walk-away-diet has really worked for me". . . They usually get the point.

 
At 7:40 AM, Blogger Jenn said...

Jazzy spazzy!

I love to totally fluster the old school types by opening doors for them. I caused a 20 person pile-up at a seminary we were visiting to witness a friend's graduation. He refused to go through the door until I let him open it. It was hilarious, and we both grinning ear to ear by the end of it.

Sort of like 'wanna dance?'

 
At 9:20 AM, Blogger Tabor said...

Why don't my painters ever have a sense of humor like that, dolly?

 

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