Sometimes The Best Thing To Do In Life Is To Start Again From Scratch

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This old gal…

Can never remember jokes…drags them out in retelling…messes up the punch line…remembers only one…a blonde said to her science teacher…I’m going to be the first woman to land on the sun…the science teacher says…you can’t land on the sun…it’s too hot…you’ll burn up…the blonde says…duh…I’ll go at night…

But this other joke popped in the old head…while this old gal tried to scratch an itch in the middle of her back…scratching that itch…right between the shoulder blades…has never been a big deal…easy peasy lemon squeezy…left arm back…bend a little…twist a little…scratch scratch…

But easy peasy no more…left arm back…bend a little…twist…rebellion…ouch…zinger pain…right in the shoulder area…every time…thus the thought…this old gal says to the doctor…doctor…it hurts when I do this…the doctor says…well…don’t do that…

Tries to reach that spot with the other arm…no can do…and now…that the itch can’t be scratched…that spot…in the middle of the back…seems to itch…all…the…time…

Went for a walk…the itch struck…tried to get it…zinger pain…tried to ignore it…tried the other arm…resorted to using…a tree trunk…hoping passersby don’t notice…

So…jokes on this old gal…resorted to buying one of those mini back scratchers she’d aways kind of laughed at at stores…like…haha…so small you could carry it in a purse…

Did someone say…carry it…in a purse…it’s a useful little tool…
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And that itch on the old back…agrees…