[LOBO]
“Look, I couldn’t help it,” explains -eh- Shiftless, my oldest son. “Practice went over forty-five minutes. You know I can’t call.”I scowl as he fastens his seat belt. “Well that’s just great,” I says. “It’s midnight. You know mom will think I was at a strip club or a bar or something if she wakes up.”
“What should we do?” asks Shiftless.
And that’s when I tapped the transparent cylinder into my palm, and blew glitter all over him.
"I'm way ahead of you,” I reply.
7 comments:
You know, if your kids make it through alive, they'll either hate your or love your desperately. Maybe both.
Nice move.
If your going to get in trouble for going to a strip club... you might aswell go to one.
Stephanie: That's a big "if."
Lunatron: My catlike fibflexes are legendary. Rush Limbaugh is my apprentice.
Alex: I always wondered that about guys that are mercilessly henpecked by their wives. At some point, wouldn't you just say "ah, screw it" and go?
"At some point, wouldn't you just say "ah, screw it" and go?"
Yeah just try that LOBO and see were it gets you :)
I want to know why you're carrying a cylinder of glitter around....
Terri: I told you we were at church.
-Doing crafts.
Kathcom I carry an "Emergency Terri" kit in my trunk.
But it smells funny now. I keep forgetting to feed the alabis.
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