subject: Ula Needs To Cure Candida [print this page] Tips to cure candida is not usually my thingTips to cure candida is not usually my thing. As most know I Get great enjoyment in telling little stories about Black Hat Zeke and such.
This one was just too good not to share.
Black Hat Zeke's wife is Ula May. She is a kind soul but also quiet comical at times. Then again, maybe my sense of humor is a little twisted.
Ula may went off to the beach, leaving Zeke behind. He never was much one for traveling too far from home. After seeing the pictures of them new fashion two piece bathing suits, I doubt if she has to worry about needing a traveling companion the next time.
Of course that is another story.
It goes like this . The old gal went off down there to that Dayton beach, rented one of them high dollar condominiums, and crawled into the kiddie pool as she never did learn as much as the dogie paddle.
This tanned hairless chested fellow came by toting these glasses with shaved ice and little umbrellas sticking in them. Now Ula may be a country girl but she knew all about them snow cones.
Had to have one for herself. Had that hairless chested boy go and get her one, winked at him and gave a fifty cent tip.
Low and behold, that hairless chested boy spilled some corn squeezins in her snow cone. Must have been when he was poking that little umbrella in it. To make a long story short, Ula past out in the kiddie pool.
Laid in there better part of the day. Those wet swimming drawers she had on were unforgiving.
As she walked out of the emergency room, she had a prescription that was suppose to cure candida and advice about how big a bottle of Sea Breeze she needed.
She was pretty much miserable the rest of her stay. Although she did take the time to go find that hairless chested boy and slap fifty cents worth out of him.
Being a pretty good sized girl, I bet you could give that boy a whole dollar bill and he wouldn't be careless with that sqeezins jug again.
Being the trooper she is, Ula stayed out the entire week, caught a Greyhound back to Georgia, and signed up for swimming lessons before she even went home.
You just have to picture her as she came through the door. Skin a peeling like a timber rattler in dog days. Proving she had bought herself one of them two piece swimming suits was not hard.
She was peeling in places old Zeke hadn't seen in years.
She wouldn't have even been able to walk but , being slightly pigeon toed, and shy about it, she wore her gardening boots in the kiddie pool.
There is several points of wisdom here.
You better watch those hairless chested boys selling snow cones for seven dollars at the swimming pool. Passing out in the kiddie pool can be a real dampener on vacation activities.
Don't go to an emergency room in Dayton Beach. You can go in with a sunburn and a whopper of a yeast infection and come out with a prescription to cure candida.
