Jake Vs. the Vengers
One of my son's closest friends whom I'll call Jake visits with us frequently. We love him to bits. This is in spite of his unusual genetic defect--a total lack of natural inhibitions. Basically, Jake's a trip, and no one ever knows what he'll say or do next.
Since my husband and I had driven separate vehicles to my sister-in-law's house, we divvied up the family for the return trip home. I took the guys with me. Hubby and the girls were to follow later. While the boys and I were driving, we encountered a torrential downpour, but we all made it home in one piece. Once we arrived, I had the guys bring in all our stuff (I really love having kids around), while I ran upstairs. When I came down a couple of minutes later, I found Jake on the phone with my husband.
Jake said: "Mr. Venger? Could you please come by the service station to pick us up?...Well, because we had a little problem....No, actually I'm just kidding. But I heard you were stopping at the store to pick up something for Miss Anna...Yeah...Well, could you pick up something for me?...Pick me up some tampons, please?"
My son and I were rolling. We hadn't seen that one coming.
Later, when the rest of the family arrived home, they told me that they really did bring some for him. My daughter gave them to Jake who screamed like a girl and threw them on the floor.
That'll teach Jake. We don't shock easily, and if he can dish it out, he had better be able to take it. :-)
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