BROTHER GRINN: When flying high, Brother Grinn, at your feet, the world falls.

BROTHER GRINN: Heavy world, Brother Grinn.

Boink!

BROTHER GRINN: Ouch! Lost its tethers, world just did, Brother Grinn.

BROTHER GRINN: Here’s a parasol, Brother Grinn.

BROTHER GRINN: Even your shadow, Brother Grinn, steps on you, when you’re down and out.

BROTHER GRINN: Careful how you treat your shadow, Brother Grinn.

BROTHER GRINN: Good care, I take, Brother Grinn, of my shadow.

BROTHER GRINN: Keep it black and spotless, do you?

BROTHER GRINN: And everywhere with me, Brother Grinn, I take, shadow mine, without fail.

BROTHER GRINN: But you ditch it when night falls, Brother Grinn.

Boink!

BROTHER GRINN: Ouch! Day dislodged night, Brother Grinn.

BROTHER GRINN: Here’s a hard hat, Brother Grinn. Why ditch your shadow at night?

BROTHER GRINN: Because, busy am I, with village maidens three, Brother Grinn, for miss me so dearly, did they.

BROTHER GRINN: Village maidens, Brother Grinn? I thought you were a monk?

BROTHER GRINN: A priest in disguise, I am, Brother Grinn.

BROTHER GRINN: And three maidens, Brother Grinn? Two is company but three is an orgy is it not?

BROTHER GRINN: Not an orgy, three, Brother Grinn. Whoa-Wah-Whee, it is, believe me!

BROTHER GRINN: Whoa-Wah-Whee, Brother Grinn?

BROTHER GRINN: Ms Whoa, Ms Wah and Ms Whee, Brother Grinn.

BROTHER GRINN: But will that not make it a four-some, Brother Grinn?

BROTHER GRINN: Count not oneself, Brother Grinn, when blessings fall at your feet.

BROTHER GRINN: So, you’re flying high, Brother Grinn.

BROTHER GRINN: Nope, but in the haystack, rolling, Brother Grinn, with village maidens four.

BROTHER GRINN: Four? I thought there were only three maidens, Brother Grinn?

BROTHER GRINN: Ms Whee brought her twin, Brother Grinn.

BROTHER GRINN: And what was the twin’s name, Brother Grinn?

BROTHER GRINN: Ms Twin, Brother Grinn.

BROTHER GRINN: That’s novel, Brother Grinn.

BROTHER GRINN: Yes, rides too, Ms Twin does, Brother Grinn.

BROTHER GRINN:  You meant ‘writes too’, Brother Grinn.

BROTHER GRINN: Bucking horse, I am and she-

That’s enough boys, this is a family friendly site.

BROTHER GRINN: And the Bald One has spoken!

BROTHER GRINN: From Olympus, the god, Brother Grinn?

BROTHER GRINN: Nope! From Singapore.

BROTHER GRINN: Know not, did I, they made gods in Singapore, Brother Grinn.

BROTHER GRINN: Made in China, Brother Grinn.

*** Copyright @ Eric Alagan, 2017 ***

18 comments

    1. BROTHER GRINN: Hello, Mr Ian.
      BROTHER GRINN: Confused, I am, Brother Grinn.
      BROTHER GRINN: What else is new, Brother Grinn?
      BROTHER GRINN: What is a Made-in, Brother Grinn?
      BROTHER GRINN: A live-in maid, Brother Grinn?
      BROTHER GRINN: Nope, Brother Grinn.
      BROTHER GRINN: Perhaps that is a verbal noun or a deverbal noun.
      BROTHER GRINN: Beats me, that does, Brother Grinn.
      BROTHER GRINN: I get it, Brother Grinn, a live-in maid that beats you.
      Smiley 8-1

      1. BROTHER GRINN: Hush, Mr Ian.
        BROTHER GRINN: That’s rude, Brother Grinn.
        BROTHER GRINN: Nope, Brother Grinn, for above image clearly shows, we’re trying to figure out, at what our maid beats us.
        BROTHER GRINN: Why, its obvious, Brother Grinn, when she wants to make omelette.
        Smiley 7-1

    1. BROTHER GRINN: Hello, Ms Tanveer.
      BROTHER GRINN: Irreverent, we might be.
      BROTHER GRINN: Loud mouthed, we might be.
      BROTHER GRINN: Even sometimes, bordering on the offensive.
      BROTHER GRINN: And risque.
      BROTHER GRINN: But always good looking.
      BROTHER GRINN: And grinning!
      BROTHER GRINN: That we are!
      BROTHER GRINN: We are that!
      Smiley 5-1

  1. So Brother Grinn goes Ha, Hee, Ho, Giddy-up, Giddy-up by the night. I think his shadow ditch him,, too much work and hard to catch up with. He’s like our media, becomes PG rated after 10pm.

    1. BROTHER GRINN: Hello, Ms Windy
      BROTHER GRINN: Giddy-up, giddy-up, giddy-up, yup, we’ve always been cowboys.
      BROTHER GRINN: Giddy, I’m already, Brother Grinn.
      BROTHER GRINN: We went west, braved the dangers!
      BROTHER GRINN: Murdered the braves, their lands stole.
      BROTHER GRINN: Nope!
      BROTHER GRINN: Nope?
      BROTHER GRINN: We gave them colourful beads and fire-water.
      BROTHER GRINN: Fair trade that!
      BROTHER GRINN: Life was grim.
      BROTHER GRINN: Until, changed we did to Grinn.
      BROTHER GRINN: And we lived happily ever after.
      BROTHER GRINN: And spreading that same happiness, we are, to the rest of the world.
      BROTHER GRINN: This is philosophical, Brother Grinn.
      BROTHER GRINN: PG rated, it is, Brother Grinn.
      Smiley-17

    1. BROTHER GRINN: Hello, Mr Ankur
      BROTHER GRINN: Why is our clan known by the name Grinn, Brother Grinn?
      BROTHER GRINN: Gricc, we were not. Gridd, too tough. Griff, too sad. Grill, too hot. Grimm, already taken.
      BROTHER GRINN: I get it, Brother Grinn, Griss, too slippery. Gritt, too painful.
      BROTHER GRINN: Yup, Brother Grinn, but Grinn was perfect.
      BROTHER GRINN: Like you and me, Brother Grinn.
      Smiley-16

  2. Yes, lets keep the fun clean! The brothers seem to have become less grammatical over the years and talk a little like Yoda of star wars. You had better not tell them this as it might go to their yellow heads and they may trip on their laughing shadows.

    1. BROTHER GRINN: Hello, Ms Jane.
      BROTHER GRINN: You’ve become less grammatical, Brother Grinn, and more Yodaish.
      BROTHER GRINN: Different, I wish to be, Brother Grinn, from you in speech and manner.
      BROTHER GRINN: You’re also less grammatical, Brother Grinn.
      BROTHER GRINN: True, that is, Brother Grinn, for recall what Grandma of ours, said.
      BROTHER GRINN: Did she say we should be less grammatical, Brother Grinn?
      BROTHER GRINN: Yup, for our Grandma wished for less tickles.
      Smiley 7-1

    1. BROTHER GRINN: Hello Mr Rabirius
      BROTHER GRINN: Or should that be, hello Mr Me?
      BROTHER GRINN: Short and sweet, it is, Brother Grinn.
      BROTHER GRINN: His comment, Brother Grinn?
      BROTHER GRINN: Yup, it is, Brother Grinn, for he is a man of few words.
      BROTHER GRINN: Nope, Brother Grinn, for he is a man of a thousand words.
      BROTHER GRINN: Ah, yes, and so it is, Brother Grinn, for as a photographer, Mr Me, in thousand word lots, does speak.
      BROTHER GRINN: Shall we give a thousand word reply too, Brother Grinn.
      BROTHER GRINN: Yup, good idea that, Brother Grinn.
      BROTHER GRINN: Here goes, Brother Grinn…
      Click!
      Smiley_14
      BROTHER GRINN: What was that, Brother Grinn?
      BROTHER GRINN: Camera flash!
      BROTHER GRINN: Hope our image speaks a thousand words.

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