It's summer time. And it's around this time one might see plastic banners hanging from the outside of a nearby church inviting kids to attend Vacation Bible School. Oh, the days of VBS. While most kids remember songs, play dates, and pin the tail on Baby Jesus' donkey, I remember that one time...
I was the overweight kid who often watched games before participating, often nominating myself as a judge. IN MY MIND. Oh, yeah...I was a cool kid. Anyway, the kids at VBS made up a game where they'd jump and touch an exit sign. I can do that, I muttered to myself. So I did. But instead of falling gracefully to the floor, I somehow jumped backward and landed on Mrs. Grisby's big toe. Breaking it.
Mrs. Grisby howled and shoot-darnit-oh my'd the way a good Christian lady would in church and I apologized profusely.
Still to day, whenever I see a VBS sign hanging outside of a church, I think of Mrs. Grisby's broken toe. And thank the sweet Lord Almighty for playing a game located by an emergency exit so I could run away.
Which leads me to another installment of Kisses and Disses...