Suicidal Snowflakes

Just because I have a short attention span doesn\’t mean I…

Episiotomy of the pool balls…

…and other misfortunes.

David started this whole thing with grandpap and got him all upset because he told grandpap that dad took the pool balls. Why? I don’t know. I mean, it’s not like we had the pool table to go with. And he told grandpap this like 3 times. He calls us, telling us we’d better put them back because the pool balls and the table have to go with the house.

He had grandpap on the phone, screaming at us. He says he went to the house and they wern’t on the pool table. Mom eventually told him that the only reason why she’d take the pool balls would be to throw them at David’s head.

So to keep grandpap from droping over with a heart attack from stress, mom buys new pool balls. And they were like $33. Expensive little suckers, ya? We go over there to put them on the pool table, and mom sticks her hand in the pocket and pulls out a little blue block of chalk. Suddenly, we hear sloosh, plop plop plop…

Yeah. The pool balls were in the table the whole time.

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September 30, 2005 - Posted by | Angst, Family & Friends, Unwashed Masses

1 Comment »

  1. That’s awesome(meant in the sarcastic way). I hope your mom can take back the pool balls…

    Isn’t it funny how little things can set people so very off?

    Comment by The BLS | September 30, 2005


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