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August 29th, 2007, 05:52 AM
Ethel was a bit of a demon in her wheelchair,
and loved to charge around the nursing home,
taking corners on one wheel and getting up to maximum speed
on the long corridors. Because the poor woman was
one sandwich short of a picnic, the other residents tolerated her,
and some of the males actually joined in.
One day, Ethel was speeding up one corridor when a
door opened and Kooky Clarence stepped out with his
arm outstretched. "STOP!" he shouted in a firm voice.
"Have you got a license for that thing?"
Ethel fished around in her handbag and pulled out a
Kit Kat wrapper and held it up to him. "OK" he said,
and away Ethel sped down the hall.
As she took the corner near the TV lounge on one
wheel, Weird Harold popped out in front of her and
shouted "STOP! Have you got proof of insurance?"
Ethel dug into her handbag, pulled out a drink coaster
and held it up to him. Harold nodded and said
"Carry on, ma'am."
As Ethel neared the final corridor before the front door,
Crazy Carl stepped out in front of her, stark naked,
holding a very sizable erection in his hand.
"Oh, good grief," said Ethel, "Not the breathalyzer again!"
and loved to charge around the nursing home,
taking corners on one wheel and getting up to maximum speed
on the long corridors. Because the poor woman was
one sandwich short of a picnic, the other residents tolerated her,
and some of the males actually joined in.
One day, Ethel was speeding up one corridor when a
door opened and Kooky Clarence stepped out with his
arm outstretched. "STOP!" he shouted in a firm voice.
"Have you got a license for that thing?"
Ethel fished around in her handbag and pulled out a
Kit Kat wrapper and held it up to him. "OK" he said,
and away Ethel sped down the hall.
As she took the corner near the TV lounge on one
wheel, Weird Harold popped out in front of her and
shouted "STOP! Have you got proof of insurance?"
Ethel dug into her handbag, pulled out a drink coaster
and held it up to him. Harold nodded and said
"Carry on, ma'am."
As Ethel neared the final corridor before the front door,
Crazy Carl stepped out in front of her, stark naked,
holding a very sizable erection in his hand.
"Oh, good grief," said Ethel, "Not the breathalyzer again!"