I have always felt a little sorry for the letter X.
X rated of course is probably its worst job and then there is X and XX and even 2XX clothing.
And the X is not even the beginning of anything. It is not the beginning of a word. Except maybe for the clothing as in Extra Large. Why then does the label not read EL. E is a much nicer letter? Don’t you think? Why do the Larger amongst us (my husband being one of those) have to wear X rated clothing?
Why can’t they be J sized?
Then there is Xmas. Xmas? This makes no sense either. How can Xmas be short for Christmas. It is not a cross like Cross your legs – (I mean: T’s) and Dot your eyes? It is an X for goodness sake.
You don’t see anyone hanging a sign saying X-IT. No, they write Exit. Because it is a Safety Issue. Now how safe is Christmas? With an X.
So, We of the Fellowship are now officially W Rated. For no apparent reason! W for the World. We love the world and are of the World. And we are World Famous in our Own little minds. WorX for me!
What is in my coffee this morning. I sound Drunk!
Carlos IV can give the best bad faces. Hey Jean! Does this remind you of anyone? Your daughter maybe?