Monday, October 26, 2015

Your prostate is right here

The southern buzz cacklers are coming on Tuesday.  I love a good southern accent, and my buddy Riddle has it down perfect. Riddle is coming for what he says is his last great pheasant hunt. Maybe I can frame him and get him in trouble for killing Cecil the Pheasant.  You remember the great controversy when Cecil the lion was shot by the dentist.  I have the perfect plan.  There is a giant two story tall pheasant on the enchanted highway.  I can claim Riddle shot it.  That should go viral.

Now back to the real story.  With the buzz cacklers coming Kadizzle needs a place to take them to hunt.  A couple months back when Kadizzle was in the doctors office for his prostate problems The Commander and Kadizzle sat in one of those little cubicles where the doctor examines your exhaust pipe with his finger.  The nurse came in to do the regular blood pressure and so on.  Kadizzle was in a bad state of mind because he was going to soon be starting radiation treatment.  When people asked old Kadizzle he would respond in public " It looks like I might have to get my nuts fried".  This response upset The Commander.  Both The Commander and Kadizzle knew the prostate was in a different neighborhood than the testicles, but the idea of cooking in that community with radiation did not sit well with Kadizzle.

So when Bonnie the nurse got done examining Kadizzzle, The Commander said would you tell my husband to quit saying " I am going to get my nuts fried".  Bonnie was a good natured  nurse and it was clear she had a good sense of humor.  Bonnie put on her drill sargent voice, and picked up a pointing stick.  On the wall was a blow up of the male anatomy that focused on the reproductive parts. Bonnie banged on the testicles and shouted these are your testicles. Next Bonnie banged on the prostate and declared it to be the prostate.  "Now, you idiot you can see they are a long way apart".  It struck Kadizzle that if he did not behave and quit talking incorrectly Bonnie might be banging that stick on his real testicles.

Well after all that was over we got to talking about pheasant hunting, and Bonnie graciously agreed to let her hunt at her place. So yesterday Kadizzle had to call her an let her know we would be coming. To make sure Bonnie remembered Kadizzle he refreshed her memory on the lesson she had given him about navigating in his underwear. 

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