Nana is driving around

So here goes Nana again, driving around and she saw a truck called...wait for it...wait for it...


Angels pluming.


Oh this is too much for her.  But it is nice to know that there is a company "out there" keeping all the angels on straight.

Or picking fruit...except maybe they are in Chile because that is where they are likely to be picking plums.

But, maybe you will find the angels in the hardware store in the carpenter department.   Maybe you should look it up.  But if it DID have a 'b', wouldn't it be nice to know that angels go where electricians fear to tread? 

But I tell you. - there are no angels at my house.  At least Nana said I was in time out because of that little rat dog Toddie who squealed on me just because I ate his special dinner. 
So, hey! Todd, THANKS for the treat! A minute on the lips, a few minutes on the grass: what are roses without thorns?  Right Gabe?