BLACK BLACK BLACK
BOXERS, BLACK,

There I just told you mine!
That's right I just told you my underwear

WHY?
I was on someone's blog and I thought I would remember who's and I can't.
Sorry You answered a few questions and it would tell you what color of underwear you should wear. Mine said my color of underwear is green, so I went and check
There not green there black boxers with a lot of smiles on them!

I told you mine now tell me yours! Have some fun and if you know the site I'm talking about please let me know

I need to bring you up to date........Earlier posts
THURSDAY APRIL 13
bombs away my friend
Yesterday at 7:00am I parked my car to start my day at work. When I went to leave at 3:00 to go get my bus I noticed I had a Robin who built her nest on my back tire, I had a few minutes so I looked at the nest and it was in there pretty good. She had to be busy to build her nest that fast. I took the nest out of the tire put in on the ground the whole time she was looking at me.
I told her I was sorry then I drove off. If birds had news I would be headline news. It would be something like expecting mother homeless after stange man ruined home. Worse yet I might make the cover of worm magazine.
Today I parked my car in the same spot i can't help wonder if my car now has a target on it for birds to bomb. Call out the Bird Air National Guard and bomb my car. I wrecked your home now bombs away its only fair.

FRIDAY APRIL 14
The nest
The nest has been picked apart. Very little of it remains. It's been two days since I moved the nest and still no bombs from the Bird Air National Guard.
I wonder if they are plotting against me? Maybe they are getting some allies.
Calling all birds, calling all birds we would like to join forces to bomb the crap out of busmanterry. There building there forces and loading there butts.

MONDAY MAY 8
It has been almost a month now, I thought maybe she forgave me.
But today I found out that there butts were full and I must have had one huge target on my car. My car was hit 8 times, I could not confirm any misses they all hit the car. Good shotting my friends! Do you think she waited until her eggs hatched and she and her kids had bombing lessons on my car?
Are they done or are we just getting started!

It was home coming my Sr year of high school. All week long windows were being soaped and trees had toilet paper in them. Thursday night was the cook out and pep rally. The football game and dance on Friday night
Thursday I got a phone call from my Grandma she wanted to know if I could clean her windows because they had been soaped, told her I could do it on Sat. So Sat morning I got up early, I knew I had some work ahead of me.
I got started and around 10:30 Grandma told me she was going inside to fix lunch. A little after noon I went inside ate lunch, we had fried chicken and mashed potatoes. It would be right if I didn't say my Grandma cooks the best fried chicken. After lunch I went back to work on the windows, after Grandma did the dishes she came back outside to talk while I worked. I finished late afternoon, I put everything away and went inside. When I was getting ready to go she asked me what she owed me and I told her nothing. I am going to pay you something since you worked all day, I told her I didn't want anything.
She tried to hand me a 10 dollar bill (if I wanted more she would have payed me more) I told her with a big smile on my face I wasn't going to take. Now she was getting a little upset with me and said I had to take something, by this time I was smiling bigger. She aske me why I didn't want anything for cleaning her windows. I told her I couldn't take anything for cleaning the windows because I was the one who soaped them in the first place.
She smiled at me when she saw me almost laughing, Why did you do it I asked. I told her that I knew she would ask me to clean her windows and that gave me a reason to visit with her all day. Then she snapped at me
You're just like your Grandpa. I don't know if that was good or bad and I have never asked. She told I could come back anytime and I didn't have to wash her windows.

No I won't sing, dance or even play a musical instrument......
When you buy your tour bus, You will need a bus driver....
I think it would be fun to hit the open road travel from city to city.
There was a country singer not to long ago got a country music award and thank his bus driver, He said that his bus driver was his superman!

Once agian I'm going to put Friday Poets up a day early.
Do you remember what P.O.E.T.S. stands for?
Just a reminder Put off every thing tomorrow is Saturday.
Here is a little tone you might like
by Chuck Berry.

When I was a little bitty boy
my grandmother bought me this cute little toy
Silver bells hangin' on a string
she told me that it was my ding a ling

My ding a ling, my ding a ling
I want to play with my ding a ling
My ding a ling, my ding a ling
I want to play with my ding a ling

And then mother took me to grammer school
But I stopped all in the vestibule
Every time that bell would ring
catched me playn' with my ding a ling

My ding a ling, my ding a ling
I want to play with my ding a ling

Once I was climbing the garden wall
I slipped and had a terrible fall
I fell so hard I heard bells ring
but held on to my ding a ling

My ding a ling, my ding a ling
I want to play with my ding a ling

Once I was swimming across Turtle Creek
many snappers all around my feet
Shure was hard swimming cross that thing
with both hands holdn'n my ding a ling

My ding a ling, my ding a ling
I want to play with my ding a ling

There here song it aint so sad
the cutest little song you ever had
those of you who will not sing
You must be playin' with your own ding a ling

Your ding a ling, your ding a ling
We saw you playin' with your own ding a ling
My ding a ling everybody sing
I want to play with my ding a ling


Have a great poets day, if you do not blog we all know what you are doing