Bad, bad, bad Beck is singing and dancing to the same old tune. Or... Back to rehab

No sweetie, Not contained at all. I’m all over the place, just sayin’

Beckywreck, my eye😉

Re-hab Witch reminds of my 3rd grade teacher, Miss Wringer(washer). She insisted we wash our 24 times a day. If you wanted out of a math class all you said was “my hands are sticky” And she said “go, and do it properly”

I never learned my multification tables that year. Some one did it everyday. Meanwhile, Lil Dirty hands had caused a new lecture on…you guessed it… Cleanliness and maintaining it.
She took my chair away 'cause I didn’t stay in it. I dealt with it for a coupla weeks.
Til Daddy finished it. He told her how the cow eats cabbage.
Turned out to be a fine year at school: Miss Wringer, and then my first art class, and I punched Stanley on the playground.
When the teachers came to see the problem I was sent directly to the Principals office. Miss Wringer caught up with me, I thought because they were afraid I was gonna punch someone else.
Nope, she said: “Let’s wash our hands first”
Gah!!
This is why, explains it all, I’m phobic about germ’s.

Miss Hildegard is single minded as well:
“faster, stand up straight, don’t drag your heels!!”

Now, how do I create my own ‘math class evader’?
Gotta be a way.

Is that what the kids are calling it these days?

Snerk I had to look it up. Now I need to find the 1940s joke that it came from. Something about an escaped circus elephant. It’s reported to not be funny.

It was worth a chuckle, at least.

Thanks. I found it amusing, too. Maybe the folks who said it wasn’t funny didn’t get it.

There are a lot of dull, humourless people out there.

It’s said allover the south.
I’m amazed when people never heard our stupid euthanisms.

I forget how small my world is.

Euthanisms? You’re killing me.

I figured she was having another seizure after reading that post.

Lazy. My only excuse.

Mr. Fishface- I’ll be sure to let you know when I’m fixin’ to seizure. Then you won’t have to worry so much about my medical problems.

I know, I know -How’s your weather?:full_moon_with_face:

Like you.

Hot and uncontained?

Unpredictable, makes you uncomfortable, and no way to change it. And Hot.

I changed the fire* situation. So you better just watch out.

* Becky’s Peak and all

I saw a lady with a walker at kroger. She had it three feet in front of her and was leaning as far forward as possible. Hanging on! I watched her shuffle her feet all the way into the store. Shoving that rolling walker all the way.

Somewhere a physical therapist is quietly whimpering in a corner. :wink:

One Day, You’re Gonna … Get It!

I just got an email from Beck – she’s been having difficulty logging into the SDMB since yesterday.

She wanted me to let everyone know that she’s fine, just going through serious SDMB withdrawal.

Thank you, kenobi_65. It’s good to know it’s a communications problem.

Thanks!

– I think for such problems you’re supposed to email @engineer_comp_geek – is that right?