For our old buddy Pinwheel

Discussion in 'Giggles and Grins........... (OPT IN)' started by Satch, Jun 3, 2009.

  1. Satch

    Satch Senior Member

    Aug 5, 2008
    Central MO
    I ain't much for shopping,

    Or for goin' into town

    Except at cattle-shipping time,

    I ain't too easily found.

    But the day came when I had to go -

    I left the kids with Ma.

    But 'fore I left, she asked me,

    'Would you pick me up a bra?'

    So without thinkin' I said, 'Sure,'

    How tough could that job be?

    An' I bent down and kissed her

    An' said, 'I'll be back by three.'

    Well, I done the things I needed,

    But I started to regret

    Ever offering to buy that thing -

    I worked me up a sweat.

    I walked into the ladies shop,

    My hat pulled over my eyes,

    I didn't want to take a chance

    On bein' recognized.

    I walked up to the sales clerk -

    I didn't hem or haw -

    I told that lady right straight out,

    'I'm here to buy a bra.'

    From behind I heard some snickers,

    So I turned around to see

    Every woman in that store

    Was a'gawkin' right at me!

    'What kind would you be looking for?'

    Well, I just scratched my head;

    I'd only seen one kind before.

    'Thought bras was bras,' I said.

    She gave me a disgusted look,

    'Well sir, that's where you're wrong.

    Follow me,' I heard her say.

    Like a dog, I tagged along.

    She took me down this alley

    Where bras was on display.

    I thought my jaw would hit the floor

    When I saw that lingerie.

    They had all these different styles

    That I'd never seen before.

    I thought I'd go plumb crazy

    'Fore I left that women's store.

    They had bras you wear for eighteen hours

    And bras that cross your heart.

    There was bras that lift and separate,

    And that was just the start.

    They had bras that made you feel

    Like you ain't wearing one at all,

    And bras that you can train in

    When you start off when you're small.

    Well, I finally made my mind up -

    Picked a black and lacy one -

    I told the lady, 'Bag it up,'

    And figured I was done.

    But then she asked me for the size.

    I didn't hesitate;

    I knew that measurement by heart,

    'A six-and-seven-eighths.'

    'Six and seven eighths you say?

    That really isn't right.'

    'Oh, yes ma'am! I'm real positive -

    I measured 'em last night!'

    I thought that she'd go into shock,

    Musta took her by surprise

    When I told her that my wife's bust

    Was the same as my hat size.

    'That's what I used to measure with;

    I figured it was fair,

    But if I'm wrong, I'm sorry ma'am.'

    This drew another stare.

    By now a crowd had gathered

    And they all was crackin' up

    When the lady asked to see my hat,

    To measure for the cup.

    When she finally had it figured,

    I gave the gal her pay.

    Then I turned to leave the store,

    Tipped my hat and said, 'Good day.'

    My wife had heard the story

    'Fore I ever made it home.

    She'd talked to fifteen women

    Who called her on the phone.

    She was still a-laughin'

    But by then I didn't care.

    Now she don't ask and I don't shop

    For women's underwear.

  2. Bricky

    Bricky Active Member

    Jul 11, 2003
    Bonne Terre Mo.
  3. poppachuck

    poppachuck New Member

    Jul 23, 2007
  4. Hunter79

    Hunter79 Well-Known Member

    Mar 1, 2008
    Maywood, MO
  5. blevely

    blevely White Board Man

    Jul 15, 2004
    Here and There
  6. Whitemarsh

    Whitemarsh New Member

    Jan 1, 2006
    Greene Co.
  7. deadeye5

    deadeye5 Active Member

    Sep 30, 2008
  8. pinwheel

    pinwheel Jenny's Lackey

    Jun 17, 2006
    middle of nowhere
  9. thompson

    thompson Active Member

    Nov 26, 2007