Thank You, John

LOLOL @ the 'Flush'! I was not expecting that!

I would LOVE to see you post the written poem, snuggle!

John speaks with a familiar voice to all of us. He truly is a friend we take for granted.  Imagine having to pray in an outhouse in the winter. Instead of kneeling before the porcelain altar.

"Dear God, I promise never to drink this much again!"you 🤢

Oh, clever!! 😆
And so true.... well done.

Thank you.

Major giggle that...so very rare...sincere...and underappreciated...
until one has to live without... I've been there...
and it can be done...not fun.
Great little spill of ink, Snuggles...thanks for the great read ...hugs, ELY

Living in Minnesota I can't imagine love without John.  Just the thought of having to use a outhouse during a polar vortex makes me shiver.

Ingenious! That made me laugh.
Great stuff Snugglebuck.

I got it (the Americanism + joke) in the end - nice twist. Of course, with a composting toilet over here, such a final flush is not possible  :))