So listen, dear children, for I have to tell,
Two tales of a Liberty Fort, not Bell.
Libby decided that food would be nice
She desired a sandwich, and a drink with some ice
On she ventured till at last she did find
Something to sate both her body and mind.
I'll have some nice meat to go with those plants!"
And on she did go, and went in the door-
To see a back of the head she'd seen before.
"Oh gee whiz, it's my ward mission leader,
It is quite a chance to meet at this feeder,
A place with cuisine to make you feel fine,
Even when eating at a quarter till nine!"
Well, he went away, and soon after that,
Lib felt a breeze as her pants fell down flat!
Not exactly flat, though, more rumpled,
And frumpled, and maybe a bit grumpled.
"Would you look at that!" thought our lady fair,
"It would seem I'm without my cool bit of flair!
My stylish pants, that I thought of with care,
Have left without thought of how I would fare!"
Thus Lib did look down from her lofty height,
And did ruminate on the fact that she could fight
And wrangle with the fact that she did not mind
For at least she was not showing her whole behind.
Libby leaned down and pulled up her pants
And, while Jason did order their meat and plants,
She went to set herself down in their car
And find some relief from the breeze from down thar.
Basically, I took a lot of poetic license with that story. I'm not a very good poet, so I need a whole lot of license to make it sorta-kinda-maybe-almost work. Ya. What happened is that Libby was in Subway, and her pants fell down. In public. In Subway. Her pants fell down.
Isn't that HILARIOUS?!
And this weekend, Libby is down here visiting nieces and nephews and going to concerts and having fun with cool people (like us and Porter, we are so cool!). Last night, the four of us went out to CRAIGO'S (or Pizza Pie Cafe down here), which is an amazingly pizzaed place that helps you get pizzaed as well. It's a buffet, so you pay before you go sit down- and Libby got REAL EXCITED because she was going to pay with EXACT CHANGE!!!!! Here you go, Mr. Order Taking Man!
Apparently they've changed a few things since the last time saw a nickel and a quarter. Like basic size. And pictures. And monetary values. But it's all good. Because we love Libby. And that's the Gospel Truth!!
So there are two stories about the best Aunt Libby in the entire universe. I'm sure everyone is jealous and wishes that they had their very own Aunt Libby- but they can't. This one is ours. And we love her more than ever- and not just for the entertainment value.