That's a nice grill
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I get furious if anyone wakes me up in any fashion. I don't know why, I just do. Janny rolled over in bed last night and apparently I sighed furiously at him.
I imagine she is like my brother was when we were growing up. He would sleep walk and do weird - sometimes dangerous - things. One night my parents woke to a very young Velo crying and loud voices in our room. My mom came in to see my brother pushing me through the second story window. Luckily the screen was holding me in. All he could say was, "They're coming! They're coming! We have to get out!" (Probably a product of too many viewings of Creature Feature.) He would also react violently to someone trying to wake him up. My mother used to stand as far away as possible and maybe touch an extended extremity so that she wouldn't get hit or kicked when she tried to touch him to wake him.
It is a miracle I survived having to sleep between my older brothers on two twin beds pushed together. I woke many a night pushed down in the crack between the beds with a body on top of me. It is a wonder I didn't suffocate or get a concussion from him flailing about.
One time he woke up after taking an afternoon nap. He went downstairs and poured himself a bowl of cereal and ate it. He was about ready to go to school or work - I don't remember which - before we made him realize that the sun on the horizon was going down, not coming up.
Shut up nerd, come get a wedg... Ahem sorry, the older brother in me started coming out.
I'm not that bad, but I have pushed my 6-year-old out of bed. Have mostly stopped sleepwalking. That is a crazy story!
A few weeks ago, in the middle of the night, Janny put his hand on the top of my head. It seemed like he was being sweet, so at first I just left it there, but then it enraged me in my half-slumbering state. How DARE he wake me up with affection? How DARE he put his hand anywhere on my sacred pillow? I picked it up and put it on his own pillow, rolled over, and went back to sleep.
The next morning I apologized for my rage, and he just said, "I don't even remember that. I must have been asleep." So then I got mad all over again.
I just want it on the record that if I’m ever found cooked in a grill at a family gathering and Janny says I told him to do it, he’s full of ****.
But also makes sure he cleans the drip tray as I’m sure not all the Coke Zero in my veins will evaporate.
But also makes sure he cleans the drip tray as I’m sure not all the Coke Zero in my veins will evaporate.
Phule and I started watching "Monty Python's Flying Circus" in the fall of 1974. A quart of beer and a "OMG,....WTF is this????? Brilliant!!!!"
We graduated HS the next spring and roomed together, Lange House, BWR. We convinced many to check it out, some thought it sucked but most thought it was great,....as it was.
We graduated HS the next spring and roomed together, Lange House, BWR. We convinced many to check it out, some thought it sucked but most thought it was great,....as it was.
WTF did I just watch .... f me!!!
Yeah my wife is one u dont wake up, she an angry hibernating bear.
Yeah my wife is one u dont wake up, she an angry hibernating bear.
Sunday nights we would get together to watch Monty Python. It was like a ritual.
