Sunday, February 18, 2007

THIS WEEK—

I saw one of those creatures walking through the mall with its ball cap perched jauntily askew.

Its ball cap’s bill was aimed—more or less—where it had been, not where it was going.

If I were terminally clueless I certainly would not walk around advertising that fact.

I know. I KNOW. That's why this blog is called Fogeyisms.
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3 comments:

The Boca Beagle said...

Fogey said, "If I were terminally clueless I certainly would not walk around advertising that fact."

Beagle said, "If you were terminally clueless, you would have no clue. I know my hat's on straight 'cause I don't wear one."

February 18, 2007 at 12:12 PM
lynn said...

Believe me Terry, if my 28 year old shapely and gorgeous daughter were walking about with a baseball cap on backwards, at the mall, it would bring a big smile to your face!!! You are not that much of an old fogie!!!! Lynn R.

February 18, 2007 at 5:17 PM
Terry Wolf said...

Hi Lynn! Thanks for your comment. If she looks anything like her mom I probably would not even notice the ballcap.

--Terry

February 18, 2007 at 10:16 PM

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