OKAY, You HAD to go there Pea! Let me spill the beans on your little "favorite brother" scam and how you have duped my favorite sister.
A week ago I catch Pea sneaking out the back door. "Where ya goin?" He mumbles, acts like he didn't hear me (imagine that!) and tries to walk away. I repeat, "W H E R E A R E. Y O U G O I N G. G E R.R Y?" He mumbles "Alyce. mumble Needs. mumble mumble Soup. mumble mumble Help. mumble And then, with tires screeching, flies out of the driveway.
Hours pass. A vehicle turns its lights out and crawls stealthfully up our driveway. A dark shadowy figure emerges CARRYING A TON OF GOODY BAGS and slinks around the side of th house.
Not to be easily outdone, I streak down the basement in time to catch Gerald the Pea rummaging through a gift bag that would be too big for Santa. Cherry slices candy, soup, handmade blankets, clothing, shoes, a bike, cowboy boots, mittens, a silk smoking jacket, brandy sniffers, a puppy, gold, frankensence, myrhh, murr, mir, (the stuff the wise men brought) a Rembrandt, a Martin, A PONY, and on and on and on. With the odor of Irish soda bread wafting in the air and noticeable crumbs on his quivering lips, Pea was caught!
After a few days of waterboarding he admitted it; Alyce told him he is her favorite!
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OKAY, You HAD to go there Pea! Let me spill the beans on your little "favorite brother" scam and how you have duped my favorite sister.
A week ago I catch Pea sneaking out the back door. "Where ya goin?" He mumbles, acts like he didn't hear me (imagine that!) and tries to walk away. I repeat, "W H E R E A R E. Y O U G O I N G. G E R.R Y?" He mumbles "Alyce. mumble Needs. mumble mumble Soup. mumble mumble Help. mumble And then, with tires screeching, flies out of the driveway.
Hours pass. A vehicle turns its lights out and crawls stealthfully up our driveway. A dark shadowy figure emerges CARRYING A TON OF GOODY BAGS and slinks around the side of th house.
Not to be easily outdone, I streak down the basement in time to catch Gerald the Pea rummaging through a gift bag that would be too big for Santa. Cherry slices candy, soup, handmade blankets, clothing, shoes, a bike, cowboy boots, mittens, a silk smoking jacket, brandy sniffers, a puppy, gold, frankensence, myrhh, murr, mir, (the stuff the wise men brought) a Rembrandt, a Martin, A PONY, and on and on and on. With the odor of Irish soda bread wafting in the air and noticeable crumbs on his quivering lips, Pea was caught!
After a few days of waterboarding he admitted it; Alyce told him he is her favorite!
Ahaa...nice investigation TJ...once a flatfoot, always ...was it warm,chewy,raisins...MMMMM!
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