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06-19-2007, 06:30 AM
THE NURSING HOME POLICE
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 the males actually
joined in.
One day, Ethel was speeding up one corridor when a d oor
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, "Carry on, ma'am."
As Ethel neared the final corridor before the front door,
Crazy Craig stepped out in front of her, stark naked, with a very sizable
erection. "Oh, good grief," cried Ethel, "not the Breathalyzer again!"
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 the males actually
joined in.
One day, Ethel was speeding up one corridor when a d oor
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, "Carry on, ma'am."
As Ethel neared the final corridor before the front door,
Crazy Craig stepped out in front of her, stark naked, with a very sizable
erection. "Oh, good grief," cried Ethel, "not the Breathalyzer again!"