Comments on: Rude awakening

By: Poppy

Poppy — Thu, 01 Nov 2007 03:50:49 +0000

Wow! Your Dad freaks me out more than the mugger… I’ll stay on his good side so he doesn’t get me with his mental powers! So when you heard the lady scream did you run to her side or did you just shout something like “uhh he went that’a way” from your balcony?

By: Momma

Momma — Sun, 28 Oct 2007 05:04:29 +0000

I guess there is the opportunity for adventure at every turn. I think you should have responded like Grant did that night he thought someone was in their hotel room (hehe)…bet that would have gotten his attention. Really though, glad you weren’t outside and having to come upon that without walls between you all. I want to know how your day went…and what else you saw today. Can’t wait!

By: Brandon

Brandon — Sun, 28 Oct 2007 04:45:01 +0000

Holy cow… You’re in my brain!!!!!

By: Dad

Dad — Sun, 28 Oct 2007 02:48:07 +0000

Focus your mental powers on sending punishing energy towards the thief. Are you doing it??? I can already see the bad guy’s brain melting into a quivering gelatinous mass, his eyeballs rolling inwards ala the climax of Raiders of the Lost Ark. The woman’s Dillard’s credit card he holds in his fingers is transformed into a white hot griddle, instantly burning his trembling digits into charred marshmallows. His last strangled words as the grim reaper drags his soul into the shadows: “Oh the humanity!” You turn your concentration to the woman. She is drowning her sorrows at a local casino, puts her last quarter into the Wheel of Fortune slot machine. Your laser beam concentration focuses on the twirling mechanism. The spindles, like the stars in Orion’s belt, suddenly align in a once-in-ten-million combination. A metallic recording of Pat Sajack’s voice can be heard above the inexorable din of the gaming floor as tens of thousands of quarters vomit into her lap. “You.. have.. won.” The teller will later total it up to be 2.6 million dollars, ten times the slot machine’s rated capacity. High above, beyond the pearly gates, Aslan sits at the right hand of The Almighty, smiling and whispering.. “That Brandon guy is more righteous than Loki. We’ll have to remember that for later… Much, much later.” Back at the hotel, Stephanie contemplates your satisfied expression. “What are you thinking of, honey?”.. You smile, raise your eyebrows twice in quick succession and give an almost imperceptible shake of your head. “Nothing, babe.. Nothing.”

By: Shelbs

Shelbs — Sat, 27 Oct 2007 21:18:58 +0000

Glad to hear you all and she was ok.. It’s a god thing you didn’t have to whip out your man bow hunting skills!!!!!