That reminds me …


One of the sons asked his Dad where he was going for his memory classes …

The Dad responded, “Eh … er … ya know that flower that sticks yer finger some times a draws blood?”

The son asked, “You mean a rose?”

Dad: That’s it!!! HEY ROSE!!! What’s the name of that school were we learn to remember stuff?”

Author: Arthur Ruger

Married and in a wonderful relationship. Retired Social Worker, Veteran, writer, author, blogger, musician,. Lives in Coeur D' Alene, Idaho

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