Dear Readers,
The following is rated PG- er... I don't know how high to rate it. It's not child appropriate, let's just put it that way. Kind of gross, kind of funny. Now I'm just making you want to read it more, aren't I... Never mind... Just keep my warning in mind...
(The title was my grandfather's creation. Also, I don't know why I'm writing this on the NC boards, I just think you guys and gals would get more entertainment out of it...)
'X', I'm sure hope you're not reading this because you'll never let me live it down...
Here we go... So, we were out boxing today in near Spokanne, WA. We had a great time. It was a wonderful hike and it was a great walk... We saw a few deer and a couple animals and bugs that made my sister freak out (hehehe... -- sorry, couldn't resist) and we finally got to the box. It was a cool box and the stamps were pretty good. So, we headed back and were having a great time and we reached the car. I had felt tons of rocks and stuff like that in my shoe. So, I took them off and put them on the ground. (Here's where the dramatic twist comes in...) I noticed a small bug crawl out onto the laces. By now, my grandparents and sister were checking themselves for ticks and I thought, "Uh Oh! Here we go with all these ticks!". So, I calmly asked my grandfather what it was and he said, "Oh... It looks like a tick..." He flicked it off and I thought nothing more of it.........
For about 3 seconds when my sister had one crawling up her shirt. She, of course (typical her material), freaked out and was screaming and having like this heart attack!! So, without thinking, I flicked it on the ground, caringly because I didn't want her to pass out from screaming and her blood pressure raising so highly (yes, I'm adding a little drama) and also because I didn't want to listen to her screaming and whining anymore. So, now the car had a tick on the ground, which we couldn't seem to find. We found several more ticks on me and one on my grandma before we drove away. We were departing when I lifted up my foot and I had a tick on it. It was stuck in the thread. So, I asked if I could throw my sock out the window (not making that up... seriously) and my grandma threw the tick out the window and we managed not to throw my sock with it. So, we didn't see anymore ticks and we went for ice cream and some other boxes....We got back to my grandparents house and we were all going to go swimming. My grandma also said to check again for ticks to see if any bit you. So, my sister found one and freaked out (as usual), but luckily it hadn't bitten her. So, we got rid of him and I started to change into my bathing suit. I also checked myself for ticks. (You know where this is going, don't you?) Okay, don't joke me about this... Although, I know you all will... =)
Yes, I got a tick... Do you want to know where? Of course you do! Well...... *Bob hesitates*....................... Okay, in my butt.... Yes, it's true. (Told you, 'X', you'll never let me live this down.) So, I thought, "Okay, Chris. Don't be a Caroline- my sister - here. Remain calm." So, I did. I went upstairs and I told my grandparents. My grandfather said he'd check it out and see what he could do. He said it was in and he went to the computer I'm on right now and did some research about what to do. They said that if it's been in less than 24 hours, it should be fine to pull out. So, we pulled it out. It hurt a little, but I'm glad it's over and done with... *sigh of relief*... All of it came out, so I should be fine. As for the tick, we soaked it in rubbing alcohol and it's dead. Strong stuff. Only took about 2 minutes before it was finished.
So, that was the title for you.I'm thinking of carving a stamp and turning it into a PT... hehehe...So, that's my interesting (and somewhat-- no, REALLY disturbing) story for today. I'm sure you guys had a good laugh out of it... =)
*sigh*
~BOB~
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