Summer - @Studio30Plus Writing Prompt

It was late July and Bob and Ray were forced to amuse themselves indoors because of yet another heavy rainstorm.

"The rain is falling down in buckets" said Bob. "Buckets?" said Ray. "I don't see any buckets. Why in hell do people say that. There's no buckets. It's like how people say it's raining cats and dogs. There are no cats or dogs in rain." "I'm not so sure" said Bob. "I once stepped in one hell of a poodle!" And they both snickered as Bob passed Ray the bowl of cheese doodles.

"Why do we say those things during a heavy rain" asked Ray. "You think those are bad" commented Bob. "In Argentina they say 'It's raining dung head-frost'" "That's pretty shitty"said Ray.

"And in Denmark that say 'It's raining cobbler boys'" said Bob to which Ray replied "Eyelet that one pass."

"Okay" said Bob "Moving right along to France, they often exclaim 'It's rainy like a pissing cow.'" "Oh, man" said Ray "I cud n't go out in that."

"Ha, well in Finland, according to my good friend Ziva" continued Bob "it's not unusual to hear someone say 'It's raining as from Esteri's ass'". "God, that blows" replied Ray.

"In Poland they say 'it's raining frogs'" said Bob "And in Brazil they say 'it's raining frogs' beards.'" "Boy, I'll bet you have to hop a lot to avoid stepping on them" sniggered Ray.

Ray popped another cheese doodle into his mouth, swallowed and then said to Bob "Say, how come it's rained so much this year. I don't remember it having rained this much in a long time".

"Well" said Bob as he elbowed Bob in the ribs and raised his eyebrows knowingly "summer like that and summer not."

The Polka Dot Door

A long time ago, when I was 22, my first child was born. That kid grew up on a little Canadian kid's show called Polka Dot Door, produced by the TV Ontario network. And Dad, more often than not, sat through those shows with his little one. Nine or so years later when a brother, and a year after that when a sister came along number one son was moving on to Knight Rider and The Dukes of Hazzard. But there was a nice overlap where his siblings picked up where he had left off with Polka Dot Door. And Dad was right there to welcome them. So you're looking at a Polka Dot Door veteran. The show began in 1971 and ran to 1993. I didn't watch the full run but I did get in my fair share. The formula was pretty simple. A young male and female host, which seemed to change every week, sang songs, told stories, made crafts and generally did their best stimulate little brains. The show opened as follows... Imagination Day! Oh boy! ...

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I Am Charlie, I'm A Bore

Paris Hilton, Lindsay Lohan, Mel Gibson, Tom Cruise, Colin Farrel...you know the list, it goes on and on. The list of Hollywood hick-ups who not content to meltdown behind closed doors have to drag each and every detail out into the light of day and share it with all of us. Well, add Charlie Sheen to that luckless and lascivious list of losers. In the past few days he's been on every major media soapbox complaining abut how he's been treated and how he's misunderstood. Last night he spent an hour on ABC's 20/20 "in his own words". Charlie, you should have stuck to the script. "I have a highly evolved brain". You know I never did like that song by Helen Reddy in the 70s "I Am Woman". But I have to say the melody really leant itself well to a parody of Hollywood's latest flame-out, Charlie Sheen. Although I never thought I'd hear myself say this, my sincerest apologies to Helen Reddy. And now if you're ready (a little play on wor...

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