Lieutenant Commander Charlie was a big star and he made much sense as well as he made much money. He was genuinely polite but he really lacked the finesse to bowl in the championship league on the Army Base. This was not his liking either, but that bowling group was a good group. They soon all became generals and they showed that there was more to do on an Army Base than tie shoe strings and beat the watermelons into shape. So if you meet Lieutenant Commander Charlie, nod your approval for his genuine forthright service to mother nation and country. But don't ask him about his bowling score. Don't ask him about his golfing either. He never swung a golf club in all of his days and he only liked to go to the batting cages and hit baseballs with the baseball bat while he wore his baseball uniform that he bought at the Duke University Medical Center when he was a patient suffering from claustrophobia and mental attrition.
Charlie, I remember you well. Your watermelon treatment was interesting but I admit, I never buy watermelons now because I fear that you might not approve of my eating them for breakfast. So the watermelons are not on my menu right now, but I suspect that once you are discharged from the military, I will again be able to enjoy a nice ripe watermelon without fear of it being smashed on my robes. That is all I can say today, but the other melons are so tasty that I hardly miss the water melon. The bowling was fun too and my golf game is soaring today. Best Wishes. Your friend, the watermelon eating bowling and golf player who also wanted to fly airplanes and even liked to hold bags open for you when you did not smash my own watermelon and were looking for a place to dispose of broken watermelon shards from the people who were sick because they actually ate too much watermelon and you really were hired just to show those people that they were really just in need of a good laugh. Thanks.
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