Yesterday

Went up prospecting. Phillip did pretty good, but not like the day
before. He has just worn out the second suction tube. He relies most
on this tube to get the gold.. all that sand and gravel, finally
weares the inside of the tube so bad, no packing seems to work any
more. Besides that, they wear out too. This is what he calls his
dilemma. Hell he don't know what a real dilemma is. Look at ir rhis
way...Grandma wants to pretty up the out house, so she decides to give
everything a good coat of paint inside. You know, the old calsamine
paint they used in those days befor they had quick drying latex paint.
That done, she hangs a few pictures and then puts the lime in an old
cracked crock with a lid, instead of an open can with a tin cup. But
darn it, the stains are still visable on the toilet seat. What the
hell. Go get some of that old red barn paint and cover it up so the
stains don't show. After that's painted, she puts a rug in front of
the seat, pats herself on the back because all looks good.... Now
here comes a little 4 year old Grand-daughter who is in a BIG hurry to
go potty. Oh no! a red ring around butt. Now that's a dilemma I
tell him.
I'm afraid that didn't molify him any. He has to scrabble parts from
old tubes and other tubes he has to make another working tube.
Without a tube, he say's you may as well stay home. So you want to
be a prospector??

Take care, love ya'll, Granny