Never Plan A Picnic

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Radish Rose said:

"Okay, now I want a picnic of KFC,

potato salad with red onion, celery, Hellman's and India relish,

salad with lettuce, tomatoes, arugula, chilled green peas, beets, sliced radishes, red onion and red pepper in a garlic-bleu cheese dressing.

a half ear of corn

a brownie

water and dry white wine.

I can almost taste it all."

Hold the KFC, and I'm with you, my dear RR!
 
[h=2]Never Plan A Picnic[/h]
Many years ago in a really remote part of Scotland, a large group of friends were on a camping holiday.
I had the idea of us all going for a hike, then
stopping at a beautiful spot for a picnic which we did.
The day was going superbly, silly games, swimming in the Loch, drinking beer and eating lots of goodies........but.........
with all the goodies and beer, my innards wanted to discharge what was in......out.....so, I wandered off on my own,
found a quiet, secluded spot and dropped my trousers to empty my poo chamber.
At that precise moment a huge passing wasp took a fancy to one of my well rounded cheeks and with the speed of an 'Exocet Missile' rammed it's spikey sting deep into bum.
Well......I tell you, I danced around that little glade for ten minutes or so, spitting on my hand then rubbing the target area which began to swell up.
I can only conclude, that the wasp wasn't to keen on the smell I'd produced and gave me the 'de-luxe' sting.....

Anyway, I spent the rest of the week sitting on just my right cheek......I hate wasps.....ha ha ha.
 

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