The Go-To's

Everyone has a "Go-To." I have many, depending on the job. For example, my Go-To Classroom-Pain-in-the-Ass Ender is going to the computer, looking up the said Pain-in-the-Ass's dad's work number, reading it to him outloud (let's face it, it's usually a boy if it gets to this point), then picking up the phone and dialing. It works so well that I've never had to finish dialing the area code. One of my favorite Go-To's is a story. Whenever I need to make someone laugh, or get the attention of 28 8th graders, this story works every time. Ready?




Wait for it...




Wait for it....



So... close...


This one time, my dog peed in his own eye!

Great, isn't it? There is a story to go with it, which is pretty funny. But once I get past that first line, I've gotten my laugh. I've gotten the attention of enough 14-year-olds to fill a school bus. When I made this blogger account it said something about sound from a cell phone or something. If I can figure out how to work it, I'll try to add a sound clip of me reading the Go-To line. It's even better than reading it in big purple print.

Anyway, my Husky Eddie is still pretty young. He's not much older than a puppy, and he still gets REALLY excited about any attention he gets. Sometimes, he pees a little. Mike and I have learned to stand back and watch out for the pee stream when giving the Eddie-man belly rubs. One day, the Eddster was more excited than usual. The stream let fly, we jumped back, and the peeps hit him square in his blue eye. Apparently, peeing in your own eye stings if you're a dog. He let out a pathetic little bark, then looked around to try to figure out what hit him.

Special note just for Jennie: Does this remind you of a certain friend threatening to piss in a certain shitty-ass ex-boyfriend's good eye? And then "slap him in the face...with my dick!"?
Me too!