by The Rooster on March 25, 2010
on’t throw that away!” Mom exclaimed as she ripped the bucket out of my hands.
“Mom! It’s an empty detergent bucket with a crack in it– and the handle’s missing. Why would want to keep it?” I asked with my nose turned up.
“I was thinking that one of the Grandchildren could use it as a drum if they wanted!” she said triumphantly. Mom smiled as she inspected the bucket. Where other people saw garbage, she always saw gold.
“Not a good idea. First of all, it looks like trash. Second of all, what if one of them licks the inside? Boom! They’re dead.” [click to continue…]
by The Rooster on March 22, 2010
hase, I’m not in the mood!” Debbie said in a hoarse voice.
“Come on babe . . .” he said, as the lump of covers moved and shifted.
“Get off, pig!” she hissed.
“Fine! Whatever,” he said as he rolled over and poked his head out of the covers. Sitting 5 feet away, with “Mike Tyson’s Punch Out” on pause, my cousins and I breathlessly awaited the climax. [click to continue…]
by The Rooster on March 17, 2010
hen you get back from lunch, I’ll show you how to run the weed eater,” Pervert Tom said.
“Great. Can’t wait. See you after lunch.” I said as I threw the Toyota into 1st and sped out of the park’s office building. I was serving my time at the Fort Casey State Park.
In order to get back on the basketball team, I had to do 20 hours of community service. I was being punished for breaking the athletic code. I was one of 20 other athletes who got caught attending Mason Shark’s “Parents-Away -Anyone-Who’s-Anyone-Super-Huge-Blow-Out” party. Unfortunately, the school Goody Good, Messica Square, informed school officials that athletes were drinking at a party and gave the names of everyone there. She claims that her conscious made her snitch but I think it was a sting operation. This went down as one of the biggest scandals ever to rock Coupeville High School. [click to continue…]
