Monday, October 19, 2009

Memoir Monday: Mom! RUN!

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I have told you some stories about my younger brother, The Groom. I call him The Groom because he just recently got married. One day, I suppose I'll make a new name for him. As of now, though, he's The Groom.

He's also a doucher.

This is why.

One night, I was outside shooting hoops. It was relatively dark, but we had a street light outside that lit up the court enough for me to see. I was around 18 at the time.

My dear sweet mother was outside gathering laundry from the clothesline. It was a normal night, and all was well.

I spotted movement out of the corner of my eye. I have always had pretty good vision. I can't hear, and I've essentially burned all the taste buds out of my mouth with various kinds of hot peppers and sauces, so really, vision is all I have left.

Someone was around the side of the house.

Someone dressed in a lot of black clothing.

Someone in a mask.

SOMEONE HOLDING A F*CKING GUN!

I was a real trusting person. I had never experienced crime of any kind, and I thought that this was probably just a friend at first. However, when I saw the gun, I went nuts vajay.

I said, "Who are you? What are you doing here? Who are you?! MOM RUN! RUN! RUN!"

And I proceeded to run all the way around the house, pretty much like the biggest pansy you've ever seen in your life.

About this time, I hear laughing. I stop, wondering why anyone would be laughing at a time like this, and turn around. Upon turning around, I see The Groom, sans ski mask, standing there with his BB pistol, laughing like he'd just been told the funniest joke ever.

My mom? She never stopped taking clothes down.

I walked inside, and I grabbed the keys to my truck.My mom had made it back to the porch by then, and I stormed out of the house with my keys, she asked, "What are you doing?"

"I'm going to kill your son."

I got in my truck, gunned it, and I chased The Groom down the block. I'm gonna give him credit, he's pretty agile. After realizing that I couldn't run him down, I gave up for the time being. I was mad for days. However, it once again proved that I am not any kind of hero at all.

I can only hope that having kids changes all that.

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11 comments:

  1. I must admit, I'd probably have been a pansy about it, too. I'd have run away! But I think it's hilarious that your mom never stopped dealing with the clothes during the whole episode---LOL!!!

    I'll have to try to think of something funny to post. Hmmmm..

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  2. Travis, wanna be my hero? That would rock - really it would!

    This totally reminds me of the time... naw, I'll save it for a post. Thanks for the memory trip though :O)

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  3. All I can say is thnk goodness my boys don't have bb guns and can't drive yet.

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  4. Is this what i have to look forward to??

    I'm in for it then..I have 2 boys.

    Well thanks for the warning.

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  5. LOL!!!!

    I used your button, just thought I would let you know =)

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  6. That's funny that your mom never stopped what she was doing! I really hope my son doesn't try to pull off stuff like this when he's older!

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  7. The Groom is awesome! That sounds like something I woulda have done to my sisters, but my mom sooooo woulda beat me for that one!

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  8. I would have pulled some Ninja shit on him.

    He definitely would have walked with a limp after that.

    And been shitting BB's for a week.

    Oh yeah, I did the memoir thing today.

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  9. Erin: I am truly the worlds biggest sissy.

    Daffy: I look forward to it, smartass!

    Kys: They'll get there...

    AAx5: Yep. It's coming!

    Secret Agent: Thank you! You've been linked! And followed!

    Evonne: She knew the whole time I think.

    Ad: I know that's right. My mom just laughed until I told her I was going to kill him.

    Ed: You've been linked. Also, I'm not that aggressive. I'd rather just hit you with my truck.

    Jeff: Much better this week!

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  10. Kept thinking of this story Halloween weekend when we were carrying around our Clue weapons, one of which was a toy gun. My husband didn't think we were going to get into the party with it.

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