Saturday, April 27, 2013
The Cook is Still on Strike
Day 2 of operation TV on its ear in the front yard.
Brock: tripped over it walking up to the house..(guess he hasn't noticed it yet)
Boone: says he's gonna get it up tonight after he gets in from fishing. (HE said that yesterday already)
Chase: quietly wonders why Aunt Christy hasn't cooked supper for 2 nights in a row. And steadily begins to lose weight.
Allyssa: says we should knock the glass out and plant flowers in it and leave it. Because its pretty.
Papaw Jerry: is using all the will power he can possibly muster to drive by everyday and not load it up himself
Me- my chair is still facing due east.
I wonder how ugly this is gonna get when the hot pockets and leftover casserole from Sunday is gone. ;);););)
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