Comedy Capers

The park we are at is a KOA, and they are in full swing prepping for the coming high season, which starts May 1.  Every hour we see little yellow golf carts zipping around the park and the yellow t-shirt crew has been raking up old leaves, nailing shingles on the cabin roofs, and doing all sorts of spiffy jobs getting the place ready for the summer crowds.  

After lunch today I thought I might take a little nap, just because it was a nice warm afternoon and after eating I was a little sleepy.  So, of course that is when the crew starts up the chain saw.  So I decided to read a bit longer.  About then one of the golf carts stops at the space next to ours and starts worrying about a drip from the water faucet.  Next thing I know I hear the sound of a lot of water flowing and I look over to see the water faucet handle completely off and two of the yellow shirted crew trying to get the water shut off.  

Then a couple of more shirts and golf carts show up and pretty soon we got a convention next door.

Here is sampling of some of the overheard conversation from the convention:

-There's no packing in there. I got it off, but there's like, an inch at most.

-I know that's sumthin'; that's gotta go on there first.

-No more rush jobs from here on.

-Is that what this is?

-Where's the shut off? You're doin' a fine job of that all by yerself.

-That was, like, Ralph Nader.

-Ahh, I know.  This is the one that had the box fit.

-Do you have a radio??  Nope, I'm not old enough for a radio.  (Boss lady drives off) When you do get a radio, whatever you do, just push a bunch a zeroes.

We don't need tickets for the comedy show in Branson folks, we got one right here next door at the RV park.