By now it should be pretty easy to find the eggs that no one found on Easter. They should stink worse than limburger cheese at this point.
I’ve never tried Limburger cheese and the reason is simple. Once I hear that something is really horrible, I take a person’s word on it. No need to try it. My wife used to do that. “This milk tastes bad. You try it.” I don’t think so. I believe you so there’s no reason why we should both suffer.
In fact, no one should suffer. Ever. That’s why God invented expiration dates. Look at it for Pete’s sake. I wonder who Pete is and why we do so many things for his sake. I digress. Just check out the expiration date and if it’s passed, throw it away! Don’t drag me into it.
As for the eggs, just sniff around the yard and you’ll find ’em. Sure, the neighbors will think you’ve lost your mind, but that’s not necessarily a bad thing. I spend a great deal of time avoiding most of them. This seems like a win-win to me.
Now if you will excuse me, my hamster has been missing for a while and there’s a foul odor in the house and I need to find out what it is.
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