Thinking we were due for a limerick or two
(I really did not mean to rhyme), I checked the Armand blog to see what had been previously published. I was reminded of the time Armand went to Las Vegas, just a few days after having surgery, and followed that up with a fall that broke a few ribs.
A woman named Nikki was there when he read his limericks. This is her story: "There once was an old man named Armand"...