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Ethel
Ethel was a bit of a demon in her wheelchair, and loved to charge around
the nursing home, taking corners on one wheel and getting up to maximum
speed on the long corridors. Because the poor woman was one sandwich short
of a picnic the other residents tolerated her and some of them actually
joined in. One day Ethel was speeding up one corridor when a door opened
and Kooky Clarence stepped out with his arm outstretched. "STOP!" he
shouted in a firm voice. "Have you got a license for that thing?"
Ethel
fished around in her handbag and pulled out a Kit Kat wrapper and held it
up to him. "OK" he said, and away Ethel sped down the hall. As she
took
the corner near the TV lounge on one wheel, weird Harold popped out in
front of her and shouted "STOP! Have you got proof of insurance?"
Ethel
dug into her handbag, pulled out a drink coaster and held it up to him.
Harold nodded and said "On your way, Ma'am." As Ethel neared
the final
corridor, Crazy Craig stepped out in front of her, Butt- Naked, and
holding his "You-Know-What" in his hand. "Oh, good
grief," yelled Ethel,
"Not that Damn Breathalyzer Test again!"
the nursing home, taking corners on one wheel and getting up to maximum
speed on the long corridors. Because the poor woman was one sandwich short
of a picnic the other residents tolerated her and some of them actually
joined in. One day Ethel was speeding up one corridor when a door opened
and Kooky Clarence stepped out with his arm outstretched. "STOP!" he
shouted in a firm voice. "Have you got a license for that thing?"
Ethel
fished around in her handbag and pulled out a Kit Kat wrapper and held it
up to him. "OK" he said, and away Ethel sped down the hall. As she
took
the corner near the TV lounge on one wheel, weird Harold popped out in
front of her and shouted "STOP! Have you got proof of insurance?"
Ethel
dug into her handbag, pulled out a drink coaster and held it up to him.
Harold nodded and said "On your way, Ma'am." As Ethel neared
the final
corridor, Crazy Craig stepped out in front of her, Butt- Naked, and
holding his "You-Know-What" in his hand. "Oh, good
grief," yelled Ethel,
"Not that Damn Breathalyzer Test again!"
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