In my ongoing quest to try to discover what my massive problem is, I’ve hit a brick wall and it hurts. Although I don’t have any formal qualifications from the man, I like to think of myself as an educator of the masses. If I can share one iota of my brilliance with the less fortunate and unbrilliant out there, I’m sure as hell going to do it and do it with creativity in abundance. Thirsty Dave had a baby girl with Scurvy Jane’s sister, Ringworm Rhonda last year and although the baby is not yet a proficient reader of Shakespeare, Jill Y and I are going to keep it real and let the child know the gospel according to the truth:
Oh, and it was a circus train! Poor elephant and giraffe! Now, I might be biased but I think when your family has names with the words Scurvy and Ringworm in them, your future is set in stone from the beginning.
I won’t tell you what we call the kid but it’s very much a skin-disease related name!
What about the strange woman sitting on top of the train wearing a red coat and a brown cowboy hat?
Is she the aggrieved wife or one of the armed terrorists who derailed the train — or both?
Well spotted. I think she’s testament that will power can overcome anything!
I think Scurvy and Ringworm both belong in the circus!