bertha’s my aunt and bob’s your uncle

Filed under: punnery, wordishness — schlinky at 6:42 pm on Tuesday, July 17, 2007

I’m not generally crazy about going to visit my mother’s sister, even though she’s super nice and always gives us great presents. But she’s also old fashioned and eccentric and it’s a pain to get there because she lives way up in the mountains with a managerie of animals that she spoils rotten. Not to mention all the creepy things she hasn’t adopted.

Once on the way to visit her my brother was bitten by a rattlesnake. Course he got lucky because  it turns out that she was the only thing that could have saved him. Auntie Bertha took him in and made a special tea, tucked him into bed and baked him his favorite cookies.  Nothing cures a poison like the auntie dote.

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