First the before.
Feelay works about 5 miles from the hospital and was feelin' sorry for me so invited me over for lunch. Crappie Patties. MmmmmmMmmmmmmm. You gotta admire the menu over there too. Meat and Bread. None of them stinkie veggies to mess up a good plate neither. Met several of the guys he works with and kept calling him Feelay and they'd look at me funny......I assume because I called him Feelay, not because they haven't seen somebody as purty as me before. Anyway, they treated me real nice over there and I told 'em if it weren't for the fires and late night calls and having to go out and scrape folks off the highway, I'd prolly like working there. Kept looking for the Dalmation and finally asked one of 'em how come they didn't have one. He said "Don't need one, we got Carl" and rubbed him on the belly. Would have ticked me off if I was Feelay, but he got that hind leg of his going so good I think he liked it.
Fine vittles there Feelay and thanks for the invite. When I got home I told my Is that if I have a heart attack to make sure she takes me up there and to give you a call and find out what time lunch was.
Wannabe...


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