After my grueling 24 hour work week...with cups spent and straps achin'....
I staggered through The Rev's front door and just fell down FLAT!
(Let's face it....I am
Thank God, Our Neighborhood Reverend is also studying to be an
Emergency Medical Technician!
He quickly dropped to his knees, whipped out his newly issued stethoscope, checked for a pulse...and determined that I was indeed "non-responsive!"
...but The Rev's magic touch
yanked me back into the land of the living!
Hey! Did someone say he's got a bottle of wine with my NAME on it?
Now THAT'S more like it!