July 3, 2009
Silent Killer
Growing up, Jannie and I, such innocent little darlings, took a lot of blame for "boopering." We were always the ones grossly accused of providing the wonderful odor for everyone to enjoy. Well, one evening, many of us were sitting in the living room in Utah watching something on the TV. Suddenly, Jannie and I, who were on the floor, verbally noted this suffocating fragrance that had permeated our noses. The smell came with no warning--giving no chance to vacate the premises before the attack! Accusing each other, then everyone else, one by one, we came to our last culprit. Sitting cross-legged and hunched on the piano bench, with mouth wide open in riotous laughter, was Summer. She had laid the silent killer.
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That was not the only time that Summer struck with such silent stealth. She often did it in an enclosed vehicle. When accused...she would just silent giggle.
No kidding! It was usually on a VERY long ride from Utah back to Arizona! Remember we made a bed for all of us to lounge in the back of the yellow banana? Stinky Summer was there to make memories!
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