From My Pad to Yours
Sunday, October 23, 2005
Well Kristine was right when she said Crazy Legs likes to hit the bottle. He’s a bit hung over this morning and unable to update everyone on his night last night, so I will take over the honors.
Last night around 3 a.m. I was awaken by a loud knock on my door. It was the police. Seems Crazy Legs threw a little party last night and got a bit carried away. I’m not sure I have gotten all the story here as to how the party came to be, but here is what I know.
Yesterday he and I went for a walk down the trails behind my house. There is a creek back there that he decided to take a quick swim in. At first I thought it would be quick and then we would go home and finish baking our peanut butter croakies. But after an hour swim, he came back with a few frogs in tow. Crazy Legs was excited to tell me that he had come across a few of his cousins he hadn’t seen in several years. So, I was happy for him and decided that he could invite them all back to the house for croakies and milk, catch up on everything and then we would walk them back to the creek.
Well, that was my first mistake. They were rowdy, ate all the croakies and drank all the milk! My house was a disaster and I barely got the terrors to leave. Once they did, Crazy Legs and I went downstairs to finish our sewing projects he was helping me on. We talked about his pending trip to Kami'shouse and all the fun places he is getting to travel to. Nice afternoon.
Crazy Legs suggested we go out for pizza….and that was my second mistake. Come to find out, he had arranged for his frog cousins to sneak back in while we were gone and set up a kegger. They hid out down in the wood shop until we all had gone to bed. According to the story I was finally told, Crazy Legs and his cousins were quite the ornery boys growing up. So ornery that his Aunt and Uncle moved to the creek out back to get them all away from each other.
So anyway, they invited the whole frog community over to my back yard for a big party. They grilled burgers and hot dogs and drank the entire keg. After chasing all the neighborhood cats, they thought it would be fun to turn on the ceiling fans and see who could hold on the longest. They were so drunk that not only could they not hold on to the fan, they couldn’t hold their beer either.
The party got so loud and the cats were tired of being chased, so the police was called. They told him to pack his bags and move on by the next afternoon, or they would be back to take him and his froggie friends down to lock up.
I’m hoping he has a nice safe trip to Texas and I will be checking to make sure that he doesn’t have any stowaways for Kami’s sake!
Last night around 3 a.m. I was awaken by a loud knock on my door. It was the police. Seems Crazy Legs threw a little party last night and got a bit carried away. I’m not sure I have gotten all the story here as to how the party came to be, but here is what I know.
Yesterday he and I went for a walk down the trails behind my house. There is a creek back there that he decided to take a quick swim in. At first I thought it would be quick and then we would go home and finish baking our peanut butter croakies. But after an hour swim, he came back with a few frogs in tow. Crazy Legs was excited to tell me that he had come across a few of his cousins he hadn’t seen in several years. So, I was happy for him and decided that he could invite them all back to the house for croakies and milk, catch up on everything and then we would walk them back to the creek.
Well, that was my first mistake. They were rowdy, ate all the croakies and drank all the milk! My house was a disaster and I barely got the terrors to leave. Once they did, Crazy Legs and I went downstairs to finish our sewing projects he was helping me on. We talked about his pending trip to Kami'shouse and all the fun places he is getting to travel to. Nice afternoon.
Crazy Legs suggested we go out for pizza….and that was my second mistake. Come to find out, he had arranged for his frog cousins to sneak back in while we were gone and set up a kegger. They hid out down in the wood shop until we all had gone to bed. According to the story I was finally told, Crazy Legs and his cousins were quite the ornery boys growing up. So ornery that his Aunt and Uncle moved to the creek out back to get them all away from each other.
So anyway, they invited the whole frog community over to my back yard for a big party. They grilled burgers and hot dogs and drank the entire keg. After chasing all the neighborhood cats, they thought it would be fun to turn on the ceiling fans and see who could hold on the longest. They were so drunk that not only could they not hold on to the fan, they couldn’t hold their beer either.
The party got so loud and the cats were tired of being chased, so the police was called. They told him to pack his bags and move on by the next afternoon, or they would be back to take him and his froggie friends down to lock up.
I’m hoping he has a nice safe trip to Texas and I will be checking to make sure that he doesn’t have any stowaways for Kami’s sake!
Charlotte in Pa, 9:51 PM
3 Comments:
We've got some Shiner ready for him!
OMG...I am dieing laughing over here.
I think Mrs. Mickey Mouse MIGHT be with Frog...but the pregnancy test isn't in yet.
I think Mrs. Mickey Mouse MIGHT be with Frog...but the pregnancy test isn't in yet.
A list, of where the next five stops are going to be (or something of the sort) would be a really cool addition to this project I think. I, for one, would like to have some inkling of when he's coming to me, so that I can hide all the liquor. (and because I'm going on vacation in a month or so and wouldn't want him to show up while I'm gone!)
