A few months later some friends from New York came to visit me, and they noticed me also waving at everybody. So to explain what I was doing, I thought of a fictitious character, whom I named Bubba. So when they first asked me about my waving, I told them “Oh that was Bubba, one of my friends in the parish.” Then I thought of continuing the joke, until they caught on to my joke....as each car went by, it was on-going commentary ”That was Bubba’s father.....that was Bubba’s Accountant....that must have been Bubba’s plumber.....and that was Bubba’s pedicurist....and that one was Bubba’s twin sister.....and that guy on the motorcycle was Bubba’s brother–in-law....and that was Bubba’s psychiatrist....and that driver going slow was Bubba's father-in-law.....and that speedy guy was Bubba's mechanic......” And on and on it went.
Thursday 9 June 2016
Waving at others
A few months later some friends from New York came to visit me, and they noticed me also waving at everybody. So to explain what I was doing, I thought of a fictitious character, whom I named Bubba. So when they first asked me about my waving, I told them “Oh that was Bubba, one of my friends in the parish.” Then I thought of continuing the joke, until they caught on to my joke....as each car went by, it was on-going commentary ”That was Bubba’s father.....that was Bubba’s Accountant....that must have been Bubba’s plumber.....and that was Bubba’s pedicurist....and that one was Bubba’s twin sister.....and that guy on the motorcycle was Bubba’s brother–in-law....and that was Bubba’s psychiatrist....and that driver going slow was Bubba's father-in-law.....and that speedy guy was Bubba's mechanic......” And on and on it went.
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We miss your waves!... Bubba, et al
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