The Thompson Triplets, with their intense patriotism and even stronger attraction to men in uniform, never missed a troop train rolling into town. They collectively had a total of 47 children, with a surprising number of them named “Junior”, which caused confusion at church picnics. This population influx eventually led to their home state gaining an additional seat in the House of Representatives, a development which caught the eye of political strategists. Republicans in the red states are now trying to pass the “Horny Patriot Act”, which requires all women to procreate with conservative military men as often as possible…
Previously published, revised for this post.
Categories: Past Imperfect
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Talk about the (railroad) ties that bind women as baby makers. PARDON ME, BOY — IS THAT THE CHATTELNOOGA CHOOL-CHOO?
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Oh, that was good. I’m upgrading your performance ranking in my spreadsheet of Bonnywood guests… 😉
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😉
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No one understands my love of trains, ha ha. They’re a hoot!
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I understand your love of trains, truly, despite the wretched incident in my childhood when my father forced me to participate in the creation of a model-train diorama that became more about him than me. He didn’t agree with my suggestion to put rainbow flags in the village square, and it went downhill from there… 😉
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Red necking and more!!
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Bonus points for that…
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I love this picture.
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I do as well, showing a true appreciation for the troops as it does, so this will probably come back to bite me on the karmic scale… 😉
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I don’t like when you write true things. Especially, SCARY true things. Where’s Dr Brian? Where’s the gin?😱🍸
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The truth is hard, but not as hard as the liquor, so we will always have gin… 😉
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The “gaining an extra seat in the House of Representatives” made me snort in a most unladylike manner. So thank you for that.
As for the appeal of uniformed men, perhaps it was to my credit that nothing came close to the sexiness of a UPS man. And, you know, they hop back onto their trucks so darn fast, you just can’t catch them! 😉
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Such a sublime image: You bounding across the lawn with lustful abandon whilst the UPS truck throttles away and OMD’s “If You Leave” plays on the soundtrack…
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