Of course, we’re all looking forward to the beginning of summer, but here’s some signs you might be over-anticipating the summer fun.
You’ve replaced all your belts with inner tubes.
“Really, Barbara, must you wear that silly inner tube?”
“If I want to keep my pants up, I do, Betty!”
You refuse to eat anything that doesn’t come on a stick.
“Hi, yes I”ll have a corn dog.”
“Sorry, we don’t have corn dogs.”
“Then give me some cotton candy.”
“Sorry, no cotton candy.”
“Would you by any chance have a carmeled apple or chocolate banana on a stick?
“Just order a Happy Meal, Bub.”
You’ve asked Al Gore for a little extra “fun in the sun” global warming.
What’s that? You want a little more global warming? Oh yeah? Come up here a minute, I’ll give you a little extra global warming!”
You’ve got a bee up your bonnet and you’ve never been happier!
“Yes bees! Summer’s here! Somebody get me my bonnet!”
Two Words: Thong City
What? Wait . . . not those kind of thongs!
You’ve gone a little crazy because you can’t find your pail and shovel.
Wait a minute fellas! Dear God! Is that my pail and shovel over there?
You refuse to relax on anything that doesn’t inflate.
“Come on Marge! You’ve been out there 17 hours. Don’t you want to come in for dinner?”
“That depends . . .did you get the inflatable dining set blown up yet?”
You’re getting a reputation as someone who has a lot of beach balls!
“Wow! Those are impressive balls!”
And there you have it Dear Readers! Now get out there and have a great weekend.
Until next time . . . I love you