Friday, July 27, 2007

(Mike is on vacation. In his absence, Billy is blogging.)

7 comments:

Sherwood Harrington said...

When Mike comes back, I expect a dashed-line snaky trail showing where he's been.

The scamp.

Mike said...

Meanwhile, of course, you will indulge little Billy's taste for silly rebuses ...

Anonymous said...

It's harder when you have no idea who or what the pictures are. Billy's frame of reference is not the same as his grandmother's.
Mom

Sherwood Harrington said...

Well, Ronnie, I'm a generation closer than you are, and I'm still clueless.

There's an old guy who lives up the hollow from me who keeps up on pop culture, though, and if it's still beyond my ken after tomorrow morning's coffee, I'll go visit him. Old Ben Conneely might be my only hope.

Anonymous said...

You? Clueless? Sure.

I got some help from the lad.

Sherwood Harrington said...

Well, I took the rebus up the hollow to Old Ben. He glanced at it and asked me if it came from "that Peterson fella over in Maine." Surprised, I said it was, and asked him how he knew Mike. "The farce is strong with that one," he replied. Sensing my skepticism, he snarled, "I find your lack of faith disturbing," and threw me out of his cabin.

His parting shot was that I needed to learn how to pronounce the word "Obey." Whatever that means.

Mike said...

Well, you have to admit ... the last clue was really a cinch ...