Ray's Thought for the Day - Dad Gum It!

My sister and my girl friends and even my bosom companion conspired together to hardly let me work any of my thoughts into the collective Labor Day thought. Dang em. See, I thought since we were spelling some about sperm banks that I could maybe put in something about cloning. My girl friend over at the Joke Factory, Mary the Virgin, one of the Joke Factory druidesses, once told me that she thought Jesus may have been a clone of another virgin named Mary, and therefore, a girl.

Ray!

Uh, oh.

What are you up to, Ray?

Nothing, Rayetta.

You better not be spelling what I think you're spelling.

Noper. I'm just fixing to spell about all the delicious spaghetti sauces that come from the grocery stores all pre-prepared these days. Many of those sauces are delicious and make further labor with regard to their preparation, superfluous.

All righty then Ray. You can spell about spaghetti sauce.

Thanks a lot Rayetta. I'm focused on spaghetti sauce, all righty then. Er. I have to be very careful around my sister these days, not to be appear excessively ironic. But those spaghetti sauces nearly always need to be perked up with some extra onions and garlic sauteed in olive oil. Then too, some hamburger or bacon, or maybe both, need to be cooked into those sauces before one can slather them over the spaghetti and enjoy a delicious spaghetti supper.