The Adventures of Mark, my good friend from Athens, GA and his beautiful Blond wife, Michelle

June, 2020

I got on the phone with Mark and Michelle the other day, just to how they were doing.  They had been locked up in their house for weeks.  This was the conversation;

 

Me – How’s it been going guys?  Have y’all been eating okay?

Michelle – I think I’m coming out of this quarantine as an amazing cook.  Mark’s coming out with a slight drinking problem

Me – Have you two been practicing social distancing?

Mark – I’ll tell you what Michelle needs to practice social distancing from… the refrigerator!

Me – Did you guys stock up on all your paper products, or have you had to conserve?

Michelle – I used to spin the toilet paper like I was on Wheel of Fortune.  Now I turn it like I’m cracking a safe.  Does that answer your question?

Me – Have you been keeping up with your neighbors?  Are they doing okay?

Michelle – Well, this morning I saw my next door neighbor talking to her cat.  It was obvious she thought her cat understood her.  How silly.  So I came back inside and told my dog all about it… and we just laughed!!

Me – Mark, have you been using lots of hand sanitizer and washing your hands enough?

Mark – My body has absorbed so much soap and disinfectant lately that when I pee it cleans the toilet!

To be continued…

May, 2020

Michelle came home the other day just as embarrassed as she could be.  Of her experience, she told Mark, “They said that a mask and gloves were enough to go to the supermarket. They lied.  Everyone else there had clothes on!”

April, 2020

Mark has been trying to figure out what to do while he and Michelle are quarantined in their house from the Coronavirus.  Since all the restaurants in Athens are closed and they didn’t bother to stock up on any groceries at the supermarket, this was their first week’s menu;
Sunday    -    Steak
Monday    -    Hamburgers
Tuesday    -    Spaghetti
Wednesday    -    Ramen Noodles
Thursday    -    Canned Creamed Corn
Friday        -    Roadkill Squirrels
Saturday    -    Dried Grass and Clovers from the back yard

March 2020

A Priest was being honored at his retirement dinner after 25 years in the parish.  Mark, my good friend from Athens, GA, and member of the congregation was chosen to make the presentation and to give a little speech at the dinner. However, he was delayed, so the Priest decided to say his own few words while they waited: 

'I got my first impression of the parish from the first confession I heard here. I thought I had been assigned to a terrible place.  The very first person who entered my confessional told me he had stolen a television set and, when questioned by the police, was able to lie his way out of it.  He had stolen money from his parents, embezzled from his employer, had an affair with his boss's wife; taken illegal drugs and gave VD to his sister.  I was appalled.  But as the days went on I learned that my people were not all like that and I had, indeed, come to a fine parish full of good and loving people'. 

Just as the Priest finished his talk, Mark arrived full of apologies at being late. He immediately began to make the presentation and gave his talk: “I'll never forget the first day our parish Priest arrived,” Mark recalled.  “In fact, I had the honor of being the first person to go to him for confession.”
 

February 2020

Mark was getting into the shower just as Michelle was finishing up her shower, when the doorbell rang. Michelle quickly wrapped herself in a towel and ran downstairs.  When she opened the door, there was Bob, the next-door neighbor.  Before she said a word, Bob said, 'I'll give you $800 to drop that towel.'  After thinking for a moment, Michelle dropped her towel and stood in front of Bob.  After a few seconds Bob handed her $800 and left.  Michelle wrapped back up in the towel and went back upstairs.  When she got to the bathroom, Mark asked, 'Who was that?'  'It was Bob the next door neighbor,' she replied.  'Great,' said Mark, 'did he say anything about the $800 he owes me?' 

January, 2020

This is a story from years ago when Michelle worked at Boston Hospital one winter.  As a trucker stopped at a red light, Michelle caught up to him in her car. She jumped out of her car, ran up to his truck, and knocked on the door. The trucker lowered the window, and she said "Hi, my name is Michelle and you're losing some of your load."

 

The trucker ignored her and proceeded down the street. When the truck stopped for another red light, Michelle caught up again. She again jumped out of her car, ran up and knocked on the door. Again, the trucker lowered the window. As if they'd never spoken, Michelle said brightly, "Hi my name is Michelle, and you are losing some of your load!"

 

Shaking his head, the trucker ignored her again and continued down the street. At the third red light, the same thing happened again. All out of breath, Michelle got out of her car, ran up and knocked on the truck door. The trucker lowered the window. Again she said "Hi, my name is Michelle, and you are losing some of your load!"

 

When the light turned green the trucker revved up and raced to the next light. When he stopped this time, he hurriedly got out of the truck, and ran back to Michelle’s car. He knocked on her window, and as she lowered it, he said "Hi, my name is Kevin, it's Winter in Massachusetts and I'm driving the SALT TRUCK!"

December, 2019

Mark bought Michelle a beautiful diamond ring for Christmas.  After hearing about this extravagant gift, Rex said, "I thought she wanted one of those sporty four-wheel-drive vehicles."  "She did," Mark replied. "But where was I going to find a fake Jeep?"

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