T is for: This and That

I was tempted to try a remake on an old favorite:

T'was the Tuesday before Thanksgiving,

however, thought you’d see right through that and cite me for plagiarism.  So I changed my mind!  However, here goes another tall tale: 

TWICE UPON A TIME , there were three tiny turtles: 

Timothy, Tony and Tommy. 

They always talked a mile a minute and seemed to be part of a task force to continually tear a strip off of Tamara and Tabitha who lived three doors down, in the townhouse with the turrets. 

For that reason, the terrible tenants wouldn’t touch them with a ten-foot pole, and were worried that this was only the tip of the iceberg . Even though time heals all wounds, they weren’t ready to tie the knot; 
 “Talk to the hand”,        they muttered as
teeny-weeny Tony tried to tick them off  for the third time.

As for me, tongue-tied  but thoroughly tempted to top it all off, I’ve decided to touch base with my inner self, not that I’m the topsy-turvy kind, more like touchy-feely,  if you ask me , and throw caution to the wind.

Now that the ball is back in my court (tennis court), I’ve got an excuse to give you the third degree because of your three-martini lunches      and if third time’s a charm, I’d like to throw the book at you and watch you turn into a pumpkin!  This is not a matter of tickling someone’s fancy; we run a tight ship here.  But we do have to tie up loose ends because you are not the top banana     you think you are.  That’ll be the day! That’s the way life is!  That’s the way the cookie crumbles and the ball bounces!

Signing off now, it’s still touch-and-go.  I’m tuckered out and have had enough of this turf war.  No, I’m not turning tricks! My poor grandma would turn in her grave if that was true!  I’m just turning the corner  and finally feel like I can turn the page and turn a new leaf.    Two wrongs don’t make a right; and as much as two’s company and three’s a crowd, two can play that game and if I throw in my two cents, you’ll find out that this twist of fate, absolutely takes the cake. THE END. 

Better Be a Little "S" than a Little Less !