James and Margaret were out Christmas shopping. As always they walked through the parking lot quietly observing all the local characters. Between ‘What should we get Uncle Fred?’ and ‘What size is Aunt Bernice this year?’ were several smarmy comments about people’s distinctive appearance and oddball habits.
‘Christmas shopping,’ he explained, ‘is an annual milestone that brings out all the weird in mankind.’ In the background he heard some talking. When he paid more attention he noticed something. ‘I can’t believe it,’ he said. They’re laughing at us.’
‘Oh well,’ she said. Everybody must think everyone else is weird.’
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Tit for tat, I say!
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As long as no one minds, it’s harmless but if someone can dish it out and can’t take it there be trouble
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This is true.
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Do not throw stones in ‘Glasshouses’ come to mind,
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Yes that’s the rule
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Thats a fun one, well done.
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Thank you
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Dear Larry,
We’re all weird in our own ways, aren’t we? Love this.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thanks Rochelle Shalom
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Weird but wonderful, let’s all laugh at each other!
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Yes assuming it’s mutually agreed upon it’s good
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You captured that truth so well!
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Thank you~
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Yup!
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Keep it weird and rock on. 🙂
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