You Can’t Spell Orange Without RAGE!

I once new a boy who loved orange:  His shoes were/are bright orange, his mug was/is bright orange and his face is most likely stuffed with oranges at this very moment (that last one is pure speculation).

I would tease him with such corny lines as “orange you glad I’m here?”  Most recently while wishing him a birthday I posted “orange you glad I wished you a happy birthday?”  O what a RANGE I have with lame jokes!

Recently I was going through old photographs and found this gem I believe was left for me.

I left that job shortly thereafter but I don’t believe that was a contributing factor.

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