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Originally Posted by Eliza Hodgkins 1812
Yup, that's the one. Amy Sedaris.
You're cracking me the frig up.
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Lol- now that I think about it, I have two sister-in-law's and an ex SIL that fit nicely into this category.
Okay, another one:
When I was thirteen, my six foot tall, somewhat troubled best friend stopped by my house one night. "Hey, they're gonna throw me in juvie- want to go to Alaska with me?" Being an accomodating sort, I said "Sure!" and off we went. The next day we were busted hitchhiking on the interstate to Seattle, just after we'd smoked a joint with a trucker. We wound up in jail in Ellensburg, Wa, where a kindly jailer gave us his sad little lunch of PB& J sandwiches and graham crackers. We tossed them in the hall, festooned the cell with toilet paper bows, and had a jolly time. Meanwhile, they'd called our parents, who stood at the end of this very long , narrow hall watching us mop up our mess before we could be released.
I was grounded a
very long time for that one.
I probably shouldn't post this, but what the hell.