I heard a very long time ago...
It's a wound that never heals.
The more ya rub it, the better it feels.
Ain't enough soap, this side of hell, to ever remove that codfish smell.
One day after my grandfather and grandmother had a disagreement about something, he told me that we were going fishing.
We sat on that little spring fed slough about 45 minutes to be hour catching big old bluegill.
He finally broke the silence and said
"When God was passing out brains, ours fell into the head of our dick, but because women have a gash, theirs fell smooth out!"
Sat in silence for another 30-40 minutes and he replied with
"God is a jokester, he gave men 2 heads and only enough blood to run one at a time."
In the 12-13yrs I lived with them, other than the cigarette caper, it was the only time I saw them cross with each other and both lasted half a day at best or until breakfast with the cigarette caper.
