Moonrise

Monday, August 24, 2009

A Story from my Youth......

Okay, so my neighbors officially hated me when I was growing up......they, well most of them got over it.....

An example......

Well, me, my Buddy Steve and David "upthestreet", were having a little bonfire in the backyard, and we were making s’mores and all.....just having a fine old time, maybe sneaking a little bit of the Sar'Major's stash from the liquor cabinet.....only a little, don't you know....

When suddenly we hear sirens, Lots of sirens, and see a firetruck turn into the street in back of us......and then another.....and another.......

So we all went running up the alley to see what was up, and our neigbor’s house was on fire!

Holy Crap!

Yeah, and when we got there, the wife was crying into her husbands arms, and we were just kinda standing there, and then she saw us, and then like for 10 seconds, gave us the dirtiest look ever......

Turns out, we were still holding our sticks with marshmallows on it, watching the fire…........

Talk about bad timing…......

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

This is classic Howlsatmoon, it's why we love ya! It's what keeps us alive!

Dr. No

Lawman said...

Oh No!!!

ROFLMAO!!!!!

K T Cat said...

Ouch!

blackandgoldfan said...

Great story, wollf!!! Keep 'em comin'!

aA said...

I can almost see it now...dang good story!

aA said...

I can almost see it now...dang good story!