Nuts

Ten of us hopped on the bus yesterday for our weekly field trip to an area restaurant. It did not seem the same without our manic-depressive nut. It only took an hour for them to serve our meals after taking our orders. Some of us filled up on fruit tea and others on the muffins.

One item on the menu caught my attention. The gumbo was "seasoned to perfection". Only in Geezerville are the meals seasoned to imperfection. On checking further, if they removed the flamboyant adjectives, the menu would be much smaller.

One of our residents will soon move to another floor. She blames management for moving her on a floor where the nuts are and has complained for months she didn't belong on that floor. Should I tell her before or after the move that her new tree house has it's share of nuts in it too?
Asa

There are more than twenty angels in this world. Ten are peacefully sleeping on clouds -- Nine are playing -- And one is reading their email at this moment.