Thingish Things

Going, Going, Gone

Written By: William F. B. O'Reilly - Apr• 01•12

Was feeling downright ancient at a birthday party this afternoon for my five-year-old twin niece and nephew. When did all the parents get so young, I kept thinking. So, as a half-subconscious remedy,  I figured I’d kick it to one of the young mothers.  Here’s how it went:

(Two of us peering through a window within a gymnastics center.) 

Me: “Any Olympic material out there? I’m scouting for Madrid 2024.” 

She: “Haven’t seen any yet.” 

Me: “That’s okay. Someone has to cheer from the stands.”

She: [laughs] 

Me: “Hi, I’m Bill O’Reilly.  I’m Gerry’s brother.”

She:  “Hi, I’m xxxxx.”

Me: “Mine’s the one with the pink monkey on her shirt; think Nadia Comaneci meets Mary Lou Retton. Is that one over there yours?”

She: “Yep.  That’s him. He’s my little brother.” 

Just wait ’til my wife gets a hold of this…

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