My Iowa Commute

[HungLikeJesus]

Originally Posted by xoxoxoBruce

You should be so lucky.

[Harp music indicates that we're entering a day dream]

I'm in the bedroom on a Saturday afternoon. I'm up on the top of the 20 foot ladder trying to coax the spiders down from the ceiling, when I hear a knock on the front door.

My wife answers it. As I come down the ladder, I hear voices - lots of voices.

"We're looking for HLJ."

"Excuse me?"


"We're looking for HLJ. Hung. Like Jesus."

"I'm ... oh, Jesus, you're Witnesses. I didn't know you travelled in such big groups."

Meanwhile, I've moved out on to the balcony, wondering if I can leap to that big Ponderosa Pine and slide down to the ground. I've seen squirrels do it -- but then I've also seen squirrels run under the tires of a school bus. Squirrels do not make good role-models.
[more harp music]