Johnny_Ray_Wilson
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So....the old nosey, gossiping wife, across the way, makes special trips to my house to point out things she does not like. And never fails say negative things about so-and-so. Most often, her yakity-yak falls upon deaf ears.
Everyone I have met in this community all say she is a serious closet alcoholic. And loves vodka or champagne.
Being on another week long vacation (I get 3 per year), I tackled the job of disposing of all the old, dead wood, logs, and trees all along the back of the property line by doing a legal burnoff. So, as predicted, the bitchy old lady shows up 10 minutes after I start the burning......proceeding to preach her usual blah, blah, blah.....and more blah.
Having the foresight to this, I bought a quart of Smirnoff and bottle of champagne....just for her. After summoning all the wit and charm I could muster to woo her into taking the alcohol, she gleefully went back home after hugging my neck and kissing me on the cheek (yuckeee!).
About 3 hours ago, her husband shows up. And I thought he was really pissed at me, but NO! He had the only smile I ever seen on his face....and it literally went from ear to ear! He proceeded to shake my hand with BOTH of his, while I stood there stupified. He then told me today has been one of the most peaceful days at his house in months! He was so happy, he then helped me round up wood for 2 hours until he tired and went home a happy man. 10 minutes later, he called me to say 'She's still passed out! I wished it was Sunday so I could watch football in peace!'
'Is she alive?' I asked. 'Yes! The Lord works in mysterious ways doesn't he son?' he responds. 'Yes sir. Enjoy your day. Glad I could help.' Then hang up wondering what sort of monster I stopped on one hand, and what sort of demon I unwittingly set free?
Everyone I have met in this community all say she is a serious closet alcoholic. And loves vodka or champagne. Being on another week long vacation (I get 3 per year), I tackled the job of disposing of all the old, dead wood, logs, and trees all along the back of the property line by doing a legal burnoff. So, as predicted, the bitchy old lady shows up 10 minutes after I start the burning......proceeding to preach her usual blah, blah, blah.....and more blah.
Having the foresight to this, I bought a quart of Smirnoff and bottle of champagne....just for her. After summoning all the wit and charm I could muster to woo her into taking the alcohol, she gleefully went back home after hugging my neck and kissing me on the cheek (yuckeee!).
About 3 hours ago, her husband shows up. And I thought he was really pissed at me, but NO! He had the only smile I ever seen on his face....and it literally went from ear to ear! He proceeded to shake my hand with BOTH of his, while I stood there stupified. He then told me today has been one of the most peaceful days at his house in months! He was so happy, he then helped me round up wood for 2 hours until he tired and went home a happy man. 10 minutes later, he called me to say 'She's still passed out! I wished it was Sunday so I could watch football in peace!'
'Is she alive?' I asked. 'Yes! The Lord works in mysterious ways doesn't he son?' he responds. 'Yes sir. Enjoy your day. Glad I could help.' Then hang up wondering what sort of monster I stopped on one hand, and what sort of demon I unwittingly set free?
