Python memories made me smile on this gloomy morning.
The thing I love about Facebook is connecting with people who have the same intellectual craving for fine movies, with a deep meaning of the origin of man and the universe. Well, this is not one of those moments. Let us take a perilously peril trip back (yes you must, none shall pass) forty years and relive silly places like Camelot, and conversations about coconut laden swallows and Knights of the round table. Now that I’m living in Hawaii and know how heavy a migrating coconut can be, I don’t care about the air-speed velocity of any Sparrow, European or African, it is against the law of physics.
I’m not quite dead yet, but boy has 40 years flown, faster than a biting moose with a lead role in, “The Huge Molars of Horst Nordfink.” When I married my wife with huge tracts of land and made her watch this…
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Jane Dougherty Writes 
Thanks for sharing my absurdity. It’s nice to know I am not alone. I’ve written over 300 posts in the humor category, some with sing-alongs. I will accept tuppens, bitten coins or cold hard cash as thanks for making anyone laugh.
It made me laugh so I’m sending you a bag of glass beads and seashells 🙂