It’s Monday. We want to have a fresh start to the week, so we’re unloading our gripes and declaring, “Ain’t Nobody Got Time For That!”
Julie is done with a particular restaurant in Lakewood. This weekend was the second time in a row that they have completely screwed up a takeout order. The 1st time, Julie drove all the way over to fix it, but this time she called to complain with her daughters cheering in the background. It would have been fine if they were rude on the phone so that Julie could have her angry catharsis, but they were so nice and apologetic on the phone. Julie wanted to be mad! Ain’t Nobody Got Time For That!
John’s 18-month-old son Grayson has finally gained enough weight to move into the next level of diapers, the pull-ups. The first time John put Grayson in a pull-up, Grayson freaked out. It took several attempts and having to wrestle Grayson to put the diapers on, but he finally got used to the new diapers. Ain’t nobody got time for wrestling babies!
Steve Kemble stuck around to give us a great Ain’t Nobody story. He was at a bar in Nashville over the weekend. He declared that he wanted to see some dancers. The bartender said that no bars in Nashville had dancers, but he turned around, yanked down his pants, and mooned Steve Kemble! Ain’t Nobody Got Time For That!
Tony’s story is for Steve Kemble who decided to play Pass The Moon. Tony received a picture of Steve’s full moon while he was eating a bowl of Grape Nuts for breakfast. Ain’t Nobody Got Time For That!