From Maude:
A whiff of Brylcreem
Rip off that hernia truss
Don't throw out your back
From Myrtle:
I'm a fat old broad
What you see is what you get
Turn the damn lights off
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maude and myrtle
- Bio
- Maude and Myrtle met at Miss Porter’s School for Girls in 1939. Maude is a retired advice columnist living in Boca Raton, Florida. Her hobbies are underwater basket weaving, attending town hall meetings and burlesque dancing. Myrtle is a retired third grade teacher living in Fayetteville, Arkansas. Her hobbies are fantasy baseball, skeet shooting and participating in competitive eating contests. Her proudest achievements are raising five beautiful children and holding the record for eating 26 bowls of curry in 15 minutes. They are best friends who have maintained a lively correspondence for seventy years. Today, they are moving into the future and sharing their letters for posterity.
MY RECENT POSTS
- Maude & Myrtle: Dirty Haiku
Thursday
July 16, 2009 09:19AM - Maude & Myrtle: Foodie Tuesday
July 14, 2009 09:01AM - Maude & Myrtle: You Can't Get
Good Help These Days
July 12, 2009 11:15AM - Dear Myrtle... Dear Maude...
July 09, 2009 04:51PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Dear the Open
Salon,
Oh, my good
and dear LORD...
Never, I
mean EVER, put
"he…”
July 16, 2009 09:23AM - “Dear Mr. Bill
S.,
You would not be
the first man to fall out of
favor with
his
spo…”
July 11, 2009 08:08PM - “Dear Ms.
Waters,
That is a
lovely photograph of yourself.
Regarding our ages,
I
s…”
July 10, 2009 02:52PM - “Dear Mr. Mustard,
We
Farmington Girls do hold
ourselves to the highest
of
standar…”
July 10, 2009 01:29PM
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Comments
Oh, my good and dear LORD...
Never, I mean EVER, put "hernia truss" into the Google Image search.
Sincerely,
Maude
You two are funny, funny.
--rated--
I remember those commercials. You ladies are too cool
You know I HAVE to go type "hernia truss" into the Google Image search now...
While scrolling through my favorites in a fit of nostalgia and whim or gin, I came upon you!
I beg you to return to OS unless you are deceased, in which case I am happy to write an excellent obituary.
Yours Truly, Alison