First, to understand this post, you have to read the earlier JE post, "What's the Story, Morning Glory" (Yeah, JE is doing something with the post titles; I'm sure you'll figure it out, Oasis references notwithstanding). Go ahead, read it . . . I'll wait. Pay particular attention to the "animal sanctuary" section. I'll watch the Browns-Steelers game for a few seconds . . .
Back? Okay, JE left out what I consider the best part of the story, or as the older among you might think "the rest of the story." Now, I am sure that these people were nice enough, but (a) I didn't know them from Adam . . . they might not be mass murdering psychopaths, but then again they might; and (b) if I'm going to see a wolf up close, I want Steve Irwin (notice, I'm not talking about an encounter with a stingray) or the young guy from Mutual of Omaha's Wild Kingdom involved--at least as a consultant. These people . . . may have watched"Dances with Wolves" . . . when it came out originally . . . but they didn't watch the whole thing . . . really just the "totonka" part.
So, I am NOT going to go on a tour. My ever-polite wife, however, was having trouble saying, "We'd prefer not to be led to our deaths, intentional or negligent, thanks." Sensing her hesitance, I say, "Thanks, but we were just stopping to look for antiques. Maybe another time."
After we sped away in the car, and cleared what I estimated rifle range was, JE and I, discussed the episode and decided "THAT WAS WEIRD." As our conversation winds down, my wonderful bride asks, "You know why I thought it'd be okay to go on the tour?" Shocked that she even momentarily considered playing nice with wolves and "Merle," I must know why.
"I thought, 'they have matching shirts. That's official.'"
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