From Sybil Bruncheon’s Merry Memoirs: It's all relative... or... whatever...
/Helen Keller once said, “I cried because I had no shoes until I met a man who had no feet.”…
... well… I once cried because I had no mittens, and then I passed a man who had no thumbs. He couldn't tie his shoes, or button his shirt, or... uh... well, take care of... "business", and he happened to have been extremely well-built and handsome... and ...well, I struck up a conversation with him, and we... uh... hit it off. I treated us to lunch at a local cafe just outside the alley we met in, and we went off together to a cheap roadside hotel for a long weekend of rough sex and scintillating conversation! You know the type. Anyway, I decided to take him home, but on the way, as he put his big arm around me and stared into my eyes, he asked me why I was crying. I said, "Because I have no mittens.".... he stopped, turned me to face him and said as sweetly as possible, "But Sybil.... It's July...."
(Portrait by Olan Montgomery)
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