Last night was another tense night on the phone for a couple hours with Neet from Bangalore trying to fix my wireless connection.
When I went to bed, I was pretty tense, so I wrote a few limericks in my mind.
The beautiful young princess from Kent
rode the back of a prince where she went.
Asked a old bloke, is the man broke?
“No,” she replied, “he is just bent.”
What actually lead me there was a punch line from an old grade school joke. I don’t remember the joke (it wasn’t that funny I’m sure.)
The punch line was: “Bennett hell, I think I broke it.”