A RETIREE'S LAST TRIP TO
KROGER
Yesterday I was at my
local Kroger buying a large bag of Purina dog
chow for my loyal pet,
Jake, the Wonder Dog and was in the check-out
line when a woman behind
me asked if I had a dog.
What did she think I had
an elephant?
So because I'm retired
and have little to do, on impulse I told her
that no, I didn't have a
dog, I was starting the Purina Diet again. I
added that I probably
shouldn't, because I ended up in the hospital
last time, but that I'd
lost 50 pounds before I awakened in an
intensive care ward with
tubes coming out of most of my orifices and
IVs in both arms.
I told her that it was
essentially a Perfect Diet and that the way
that it works is, to
load your pants pockets with Purina Nuggets and
simply eat one or two
every time you feel hungry. The food is
nutritionally complete
so it works well and I was going to try it
again. (I have to
mention here that practically everyone in line was
now enthralled with my
story.)
Horrified, she asked if
I ended up in intensive care, because the dog
food poisoned me. I told
her no, I stopped to Pee on a Fire Hydrant
and a car hit me.
I thought the guy behind
her was going to have a heart attack he was
Laughing so hard.
Kroger won't let me shop
there anymore. Better watch what you ask
retired people. They
have all the time in the World to think of crazy
things to say
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