Friday, April 11, 2008

Talk about your bear of very little brain...

I spent twenty minutes writing out this long, reflective, self-scolding post and then accidently hit Alt-dumbass, Shift-something or other and POOF. Like the fairy of Little Bunny Foo-Foo fame... it was GONE.


Well then.


Um.


The only thing I have now is an observation made this evening as I was on my way to pick up my older son and give him a ride to his friend's house...


I'm sitting in traffic on Route 1 (ironically, nearly the exact place where Journey Man was spotted) and there's a group of about 7 or 8 you adults making their way up the pathetic excuse for a "sidewalk" on the side of the road. (Really, the only part paved is where there's a small creek that goes under the road). They all looked to be in there very early twenties, with the saggy pants and boxers showing and huuuuuuuuuge tshirts on. One of them's horsing around, smacking his friends in the back of their heads, trying to pull their jeans down, that sort of thing. You could see that the others were tolerating it but they looked irritated.


As they reached the little "bridge" that went over the road, Klass Klown smacked at one of them again and he whirled on him and cocked his fist back. Was he going to hit him? I don't know. What I DO know is that as Klown jumped back to dodge a blow, laughing... he fell off the pavement and flat out disappeared.




Yes indeed, he fell into the creek, ass-first.



Sometimes, that karmic payback is swift. And really cold. And kinda wet.

6 comments:

reallifeinsc said...

and kinda funny! You know they were all laughing at that one! (I am). Is that mean?

a Tonggu Momma said...

You always crack me up. Seriously. The Journeyman out-cranking a teenager. :) Winne-the-Pooh quotes. Wet, cold karma payback.

And the Windex comment on my blog... my mom actually called me up to ask if I had seen it (I hadn't yet).

Why is that so funny to us? Well, I married an Irishman (not technically, but you catch my drift), but my sister married a Greek (first generation American, but he's all Old Country in personality). The Windex comment -- priceless!!!

And, yes, we own "My Big Fat Greek Wedding." And, yes, some people actually spit during my sister's wedding. Eeewww!

Gerbil said...

tonggu momma: You know what's really funny? My korean father in law puts VINEGAR on everything. Seriously. Vinegar cures all.

Now think about that... what did we use to clean windows BEFORE Windex?

Bingo.

Reluctant Housewife said...

You know I love your stories. Poor guy, it probably served him right though...

PS: if you look in the cart in the "check out time" photo you'll find a bag of milk. It's blue and white. It contains 3 smaller bags of milk. I'll take more pictures of the milk bags for you for my 100th post.

frannie said...

funny!!!!!!!

Guinevere Meadow said...

Don't you love it! :)