I was 15 years old, and we were all kinda nerds, so we got picked on, and often times kids in the hood threw eggs at the house. Watching tv (Some reading books) we heard a whack at the porch door. My pa leapt up, opened the door hoping to catch the little snotty, and seeing no one, went out to see where the egg landed.
Seeing nothing, he turned around to go back in, and saw a bat on the ground in front of the door. He picked it up to show us kids and my ma freaked out! “Gene, you throw that outside now! You know it could be rabid!”
Dad puts it up to his cheek, rubs it, couple kisses… Ma gets outta her chair stomping towards him. Pa, 5’9" ma, 4’ll", my dad KNEW she’d kick his ass, threw it in the yard…
Later that night, ma put some shaving cream around his mouth. Wakes, me, begs me to follow, shows me pa, hands me the shot gun and says, “Remember Old Yeller the other nigh? You know what you have to do!”
Man, can you believe that shit? I mean seriously?
Well, that killed a couple hours! I don’t write. I re-write. Proof read, re-write, proof again, click reply proof again and edit.
Seeing nothing, he turned around to go back in, and saw a bat on the ground in front of the door. He picked it up to show us kids and my ma freaked out! “Gene, you throw that outside now! You know it could be rabid!”
Dad puts it up to his cheek, rubs it, couple kisses… Ma gets outta her chair stomping towards him. Pa, 5’9" ma, 4’ll", my dad KNEW she’d kick his ass, threw it in the yard…
Later that night, ma put some shaving cream around his mouth. Wakes, me, begs me to follow, shows me pa, hands me the shot gun and says, “Remember Old Yeller the other nigh? You know what you have to do!”
Man, can you believe that shit? I mean seriously?
Well, that killed a couple hours! I don’t write. I re-write. Proof read, re-write, proof again, click reply proof again and edit.