Here I sit poolside watching my two grandsons beating my better-half in a mean and nasty game of Triple War. Losing to an eleven and eight-year-old is kind of embarrassing and I gladly told her so. Warm day, great barbecue, new puppy, cool pool, board games, and family. It doesn’t get much better for a hot August day. The sun is broiling my bald head but I’m not complaining. All too soon we’ll be shoveling that white stuff once again and I can continue complaining even more then. But for today I thought I’d offer a couple of tongue twisting limericks to challenge you.

This is my first Tibetan limerick . . .

A Tibetan made a bet on his toboggan

That his toboggan could get down the hill hot-doggin.

The Tibetan got to bettin’,

But while bettin’ kept forgettin’,

It was August, so he landed on his noggin.

💥💥💥💥💥

A reckless rough roofer, Ralph Rufus,

Was a ruthless fool know as a doofus,

When Rufus roofed on a roof,

No roof was found to be Ralph-proof,

Roofing roofers felt Rufus a complete and total goofus.

143 DAYS TILL CHRISTMAS

LOL