ow does this thing work?” I asked as I kneeled down like I was about to say my prayers.
“Wrap your lips around the end and get ready!” Baloney said as he held the 3 foot long clear tube in the air.
I was attempting to do my first beer bong. [click to continue…]
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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…]
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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…]
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