Willow Tales

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Thursday, March 22, 2007

The Bertha vs. Norma Mae Title Fight

Well, It was a bar brawl - again. Bertha just can't handle that fermented apple juice at the church lunches. I'm sure she didn't mean for it to happen, but it did none the less...and it is my responsibility to report it to you all.

This is what she looked like the next day

If you think that looks bad, you should see Norma Mae. She was trying to take the last bowl of Clam chowder from the crock pot, when out of no where, Bertha wrapped the hook of her Cane around Norma Mae's ankle and down she went. You never saw Bertha move do fast. She whacked poor Norma Mae several times with her purse before Norma Mae started fighting back. In the end, Bertha wend home with the soup in her purse, but suffered a broken nose, two black eyes, 8 stitches in her upper lip, and was lacking any skin on the end of her nose and forehead.

She had a few sore fingers, and we thought they were broken, but when she turned and flipped Norma Mae off we realized they were not broken.

Anyway, Norma Mae suffered a broken leg, Some abrasions and soup burns on her forehead and cheeks, and a dislocated shoulder.

She'll think twice about messing with Bertha next time. Everyone knows you have to leave a little on your plate, or in the crock pot for Bertha to take home for dinner. If only Norma Mae had remembered in time.

Well that's all the news from Easton for today. More about babies later.