Ethel was a bit of a demon in her wheelchair, and loved to charge
around the nursing home, taking corners on one wheel and getting
up to maximum speed on the long corridors. Because the poor
woman was one sandwich short of a picnic, the other residents
tolerated her, and some of the males actually joined in.
One day, Ethel was speeding up one corridor when a door opened
and Kooky Clarence stepped out with his arm outstretched. "STOP!"
he shouted in a firm voice. "Have you got a license for that thing?"
Ethel fished around in her handbag and pulled out a Kit Kat wrapper
and held it up to him.
"OK" he said, and away Ethel sped down the hall.
As she took the corner near the TV lounge on one wheel, Weird
Harold popped out in front of her and shouted "STOP! Have you
got proof of insurance?"
Ethel dug into her handbag, pulled out a drink coaster and held it up
to him. Harold nodded and said "Carry on, ma'am."
As Ethel neared the final corridor before the front door, Crazy Gymno
stepped out in front of her, stark naked, holding Captain Happy in
his hand.
"Oh, good grief," said Ethel, "Not the breathalyzer again!"
around the nursing home, taking corners on one wheel and getting
up to maximum speed on the long corridors. Because the poor
woman was one sandwich short of a picnic, the other residents
tolerated her, and some of the males actually joined in.
One day, Ethel was speeding up one corridor when a door opened
and Kooky Clarence stepped out with his arm outstretched. "STOP!"
he shouted in a firm voice. "Have you got a license for that thing?"
Ethel fished around in her handbag and pulled out a Kit Kat wrapper
and held it up to him.
"OK" he said, and away Ethel sped down the hall.
As she took the corner near the TV lounge on one wheel, Weird
Harold popped out in front of her and shouted "STOP! Have you
got proof of insurance?"
Ethel dug into her handbag, pulled out a drink coaster and held it up
to him. Harold nodded and said "Carry on, ma'am."
As Ethel neared the final corridor before the front door, Crazy Gymno
stepped out in front of her, stark naked, holding Captain Happy in
his hand.
"Oh, good grief," said Ethel, "Not the breathalyzer again!"
