Had something happen today, which was kinda amusing. My friend,
Kirsten, and I were coming through the park by the house on our way
home. Suddenly, we both saw this little turtle in the middle of our
path. I said, “Turtle” at the same time she yelled, “Oh no!” and
swerved, “Oh crap, did I hit it”, she exclaimed as she stopped the car.
“No, ya didn’t hit it, there was no bump on the wheels, but we really
should move him so nobody else squishes him. Back up and I’ll move
him”. She slowly starts inching the car back. I give her a look like,
“ya wanna get back there today?” She rolls her eyes defensively at me,
“Well, I don’t wanna hit him!!!” “Okay, okay, just stop the car and
I’ll walk back and move him.” “I’m stoppin the “, I’m already halfway
out of the car by now, mind on operation Turtle Rescue, and watching for
oncoming cars at the same time. Get to the turtle, make sure it is
really a paint and not a snapper, which was kinda dumb, their necks
aren’t long enough to get ya when you’ve got them by the sides of their
shells anyway – at least I don’t think they are. So, I’m talkin a mile
a minute to this turtle the whole time I’m pickin him up to move him to
the grass on the side of the road he was headed toward. I get him over
there and lean down to put him on the grass, still talkin’ a mile a
minute. “Okay turtle, I’m settin ya down on grass. Here ya go, now do
me a favor and move somethin’ so I know you’re alright.” As, I’m pulling
my hand back from setting him down – Boink, out pops his head from the
opposite end I’ve been talking to the whole time and all four of his
little legs come whipping out, just a movin. Startled the bejeesus out
of me. As I’m regaining my composure, a big grin spreads across my
face. I thank the turtle for letting me know it’s alright and leave.
By the time I get back to the car, I’m full out laughing. Kirsten’s
still worried, “Did I hit him?” “No you didn’t hit him, but leave it to
me, the whole time I was talkin’ to him; I was talkin’ to his ass.” I
then explained about his/her head and legs poppin out. Kirsten starts
laughing and says, “Yup, he was definitely male then; you were probably
talking to his crotch, cause he sure heard ya! You’re right - males can
hear with that part of their anatomy as well as think with it.”

Sorry guys had to do it.

Now if you’re into omens and animal signs, this story could be taken a
little further and taken from a different perspective. In the animal
and world of nature, doesn’t matter which end you’re technically talking
to, your message can be heard. With humans, this does not appear to be
so. -- People with their head up their ass just can’t hear ya.

so true

put if ya were talkin to the wrong end

more than likly

you took it to the wrong side of the road

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Oh nooooooooooooo, do you think I should go back and look?