I like playing small practical jokes. Like this one time, the sausage, left an ice cream box in the fridge, empty. I put it under his pillow, this went back and forth for about 6 months.
I found a new thing. I have this old black wig. I put it in his pillow.
I was minding my own business and he walks in the room with the wig. I died. He stalked me and made me touch the wig. It was nasty but I was paralyzed by the giggles that assailed me.
Guess I shouldn't do that to the Kid. He might pee himself and never use pillow cases. Nope, can't risk that.
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