"We Ants Know"

(January 2, 2020)

We ants know their names:

One-day, Two-day, Three-Day, Four…

Pay-Day and Lay-Day!*

*(Make of it what you will: this stems from an old gag: I am allowed to tell lies to 3 beautiful women each and every day which ends in a Wh”Y”.. But, first, I must confess to each I am gonna tell them a lie. If they believe that I gotta stop and find another beauty. Not Hard. I have known some who act unlovely – occasionally and even a few most always, but it’s an act and not a description. I was born appreciating women. Like it that way. Beautiful women who are kind and continue to talk to a fuzzy-faced curmudgeon even after being told lies amaze me. I grew up in a house fulla boys in a neighborhood fulla boys. I found out you could pay 68 bucks to the school district to take Summer School Classes between my freshman (then 9th graders were welded onto junior highs in our part of the winderness) and they hadda let you take those classes even though you did not flunk out. In those classes they kept girls captive six, seven hours a day, five days a week for most of the summer. Then I knew for a fact God loves me. The scholar reputation was both accidental and mostly undeserved. About my motives I was and remain transparent. I promise you. I already tol’e three lies today so you know I’m tellin’ you true!)

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