Woo’s World

A priceless cutout from last week’s Bourbon County Citizen newspaper:

I am known for my unsually casual dress habits.. but this kid’s T-shirt takes the cake.

Congratulations, young couple.

Thankfully this was my least painful experience with “law enforcement” .. and the Muscular Dystrophy Association got $560 worth of donations out of me and my supporters.

It also gave me the opportunity to publish this classic photo with good ole Chavez and baby Tucker:

Muchos gracias to all that donated (all using my fundraising website)

But I have to post the 2005 year-in-review from the Conan Obrien show. The “Ahnold” impersonator cracks me up the biggest. Metallic Fanny Packs ??

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Good morning boys ! Rough night ?

Thanks to Frances for posting this on Facebook.. I just had to snag it & give Tommy a little bit more pub..

Fady: I will remove this from the web upon request.

Well at least 5-6 years ago.

Cleaning out drawers full of files, I just tossed a large stack of packets from Kentucky Bank board meetings and asset/liability committees..  I had kept them all in a box since leaving KTYB in 2003.

While I was certainly never meant to be a banker long-term, still definitely enjoyed leafing thru the nostalgia one more time.

Big ups to ShaggyShaw (@twitter) for bringing this to my attention..

Rondo: once a pimp, always a pimp.

My dear friend Frankie’s mother, Cheryl, was welcomed into heaven on Sunday. Read her obituary here. She was such an awesome woman.  Always made me (not to mention Brandon, Kelly, etc) feel absolutlely welcome at their home.

Her faith in God was second to none.  Hunt family, know that you are in our prayers.

A first-grade teacher, Ms. Brooks, was having trouble with one of her students. The teacher asked, ‘Harry, what’s your problem?’

Harry answered, ‘I’m too smart for the 1st grade. My sister is in the 3rd grade and I’m smarter than she is! I think I should?be in the 3rd grade too!’

Ms. Brooks had had enough. She took Harry to the principal’s office.

While Harry waited in the outer office, the teacher explained to the principal what the situation was. The principal told Ms. Brooks he would give the boy a test. If he failed to answer any o f his questions he was to go back to the 1st grade and behave. She agreed.
Harry was brought in and the conditions were explained to him and he agreed to take the test.

Principal: ‘What is 3 x 3?’

Harry: ‘9.’

Principal: ‘What is 6 x 6?’

Harry: ‘36.’

And so it went with every question the principal thought a 3rd grader should know.
The principal looks at Ms. Brooks and tells her, ‘I think Harry can go to the 3rd grade.’

Ms. Brooks says to the principal, ‘Let me ask him some questions.’

The principal and Harry both agreed.

Ms. Brooks asks, ‘What does a cow have four of that I have only two of?’

Harry, after a moment: ‘Legs.’

Ms Brooks: ‘What is in your pants that you have but I do not have?’

The principal wondered why would she ask such a question!

Harry replied: ‘Pockets.’

Ms. Brooks: ‘What does a dog do that a man steps into?’

Harry: ‘Pants.’

Ms. Brooks: What starts with a C, ends with a T, is hairy, oval, delicious and contains thin, whitish liquid?’

Harry: ‘Coconut.’

The principal sat forward with his mouth hanging open.
Ms. Brooks: ‘What goes in hard and pink then comes out soft and sticky?’
The principal’s eyes opened really wide and before he could stop the answer, Harry replied, ‘Bubble gum.’

Ms. Brooks: ‘What does a man do standing up, a woman does sitting down and a dog does on three legs? ‘

Harry: ‘Shake hands.’

The principal was trembling.

Ms. Brooks: ‘What word starts with an ‘F’ and ends in ‘K’ that means a lot of heat and excitement?’

Harry: ‘Firetruck.’

The principal breathed a sigh of relief and told the teacher, ‘Put Harry in the fifth-grade, I got the last seven questions wrong.’