Mustard???????? ( Archived) (4)

> THE MUSTARD STORY
> >>
> >>I Love Mustard. (This is a true story. If you have
> children you will probably relate to this father.
> >>
> >>As ham sandwiches go, it was perfection: a thick
> slab of ham on a fresh bun with crisp lettuce and
> plenty of expensive, light brown, gourmet mustard.
> >>
> >>The corners of my jaw aching in anticipation, I
> carried it to the table in our backyard, picked it
> up with both hands but was stopped by my wife
> suddenly at my side.
> >>
> >>"Here, hold Johnny (our six-week-old son) while I
> >>get my sandwich," she said.
> >>
> >>I had him balanced between my left elbow and
> shoulder and was reaching again for the ham sandwich
> when I noticed a streak of mustard on my fingers.
> >>
> >>I love mustard.
> >>
> >>I had no napkin.
> >>
> >>I licked it off.
> >>
> >>It was not mustard.
> >>
> >>No man ever put a baby down faster. It was the
> first and only time I have sprinted with my tongue
> protruding out. With a washcloth in each hand,
> >>I did the sort of routine shoeshine boys do, only
> I did it on my tongue.
> >>
> >>Later, after she stopped crying from laughing so
> hard, my wife said, "Now you know why they call that
> fancy mustard 'Poupon.'"

Yuck!!

But its still a good one!!

TYVM my friend