Feb 012019
 

Here’s another tale from the Nick Happens file.

Anybody who knows me well already knows that I require adult supervision at all times. Left to my own devices, there is no end to the trouble I can get into, and I don’t have to look far to find it. So you can blame Miss Terry, or Greg White, or whoever was in charge of me that day for what I’m about to tell you. They are the ones who let me out the door all by myself.



Oh, and if you’re drinking or eating anything while you’re reading this, you might want to put it aside for a moment. You have been warned.

Terry and I were staying at the Three Flags RV campground just off of Interstate 75 in Wildwood, Florida, which was one of our favorites. We had noticed a very nice looking Beaver Marquis motorhome parked near us at the campground, and we had been trying to decide how long it was. It seemed to be longer than our 40 foot Winnebago Ultimate Advantage, but we didn’t think Beaver made anything bigger.

One afternoon I took some trash down to the dumpster and as I was walking back to our motorhome I saw that the lady who owned the big rig was outside with her dog, so I stopped to scratch its ears and we chatted for a moment. Then I asked her, “By the way, how big is your Beaver?” She did a double take, then started laughing and said, “We just met. Don’t you think that’s kind of a personal question?” The fact that I had no idea what she was talking about and was standing there looking confused only added to her glee. Then it hit me!



No, that wasn’t global warming that shot the temperature up several degrees for a few minutes, it was just my face turning very, very red! And the redder I got and the more I tripped over my tongue trying to explain myself, the harder she laughed.

Pretty soon we were both laughing so hard that her husband poked his head out the door to see what all the ruckus was about. But he took one look and decided that whatever was going on, he wanted no part of it and went back inside. Yep, I need adult supervision.

And in closing, here’s a chuckle to start your day, from the collection of funny signs we see in our travels and that our readers share with us.

Thought For The Day – Nutrition fact: if you drink a gallon of water every day you won’t have time for other people’s drama, because you will be too busy peeing. Stay hydrated, my friends.

Nick Russell

World-Famous, New York Times Best Selling Author, and All-Around Nice Guy!

  5 Responses to “I Need Adult Supervision”

  1. OMG halarious ?????

  2. She got you Nick!
    Kathy.

  3. Ty nick, I needed a laugh so bad, and if it has to be bad you never fail !

  4. I attended American River College in Sacramento and the sports teams were called the ARC Beavers. I was the editor of the college newspaper which was named after the college mascot. It was really embarrassing to go to journalism conventions where my name tag read:
    Judy Rinehimer
    THE BEAVER

  5. So Nick just how big was her Beaver? Lol

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