Critters husband has a gun collection.. one late night we were tired, half crazy.. but wasn't quite ready to go to bed and for whatever reason went to check out the guns. Mr. Critter has a huge gun safe and I wouldn't even guess how many guns in there.
Now, I know NOTHING about guns. I wasn't raised around guns, and really I'm not comfortable around guns. Yet they still fasinate me. So, she's taking this one out and telling me what it is and taking that one out and telling me what it is... I then I see it! I still don't know what the hell it is. Because I pick it up and with wonder in my voice say "wow.. what is this?" Totally expecting the same sort of explaination I had gotten on the other guns.
Critter in the most serious tone says "That is... ONE BAD MOTHER FUCKER"
I did get to the bathroom in time, but it struck me so damn funny that I almost pissed my pants right there in her bedroom.
Critter... What the hell is that thing anyway? Boss Man told me, but I don't remember.. cause I was still laughing my ass off.
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are we not just the sweetiest little thangs!
I remember when we were in third grade
Didn’t we always laugh?
Swinging double
Getting in trouble
Climbing trees
Skinning our knees
Chocolate long johns, digging for treasure, and Morris code
Wasn’t it great to be eight years old?
I remember when we were in middle school
Didn’t we do such crazy things?
Racing the train
Playing in the rain
Cartwheels all the way to school
We were so cool
Frances and Robbie, changes, anger, and pain
Everything to lose and nothing to gain?
I remember when we were seniors
Didn’t we have any fear at all?
Behind the bandroom during lunch
Hangin’ with the crazy bunch
Poetry class
Full of sass
Shauntee, Journey, Mr. Coleman, and the bathroom trick
Why did we have to grow up so damn quick?
I remember the good times and the bad
Has it really been over 30 years we share?
My oldest and dearest friend
My love to you I do send
No greater friendship can be found
Our minds, our hearts, and our souls are bound
And that I’m trying so hard to say
I’m thankful the Lord sent you my way.
Can I touch you? Are you out of touch? Can I take you out for awhile? Can I bring you into the light? Come on, hold me tight... Are you afraid of the Dangerous Types?
Brat & Critter
are we not just the sweetiest little thangs!
This is us...
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- Channeled Paintings & Art in Nature
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My Friend, I remember…
Didn’t we always laugh?
Swinging double
Getting in trouble
Climbing trees
Skinning our knees
Chocolate long johns, digging for treasure, and Morris code
Wasn’t it great to be eight years old?
I remember when we were in middle school
Didn’t we do such crazy things?
Racing the train
Playing in the rain
Cartwheels all the way to school
We were so cool
Frances and Robbie, changes, anger, and pain
Everything to lose and nothing to gain?
I remember when we were seniors
Didn’t we have any fear at all?
Behind the bandroom during lunch
Hangin’ with the crazy bunch
Poetry class
Full of sass
Shauntee, Journey, Mr. Coleman, and the bathroom trick
Why did we have to grow up so damn quick?
I remember the good times and the bad
Has it really been over 30 years we share?
My oldest and dearest friend
My love to you I do send
No greater friendship can be found
Our minds, our hearts, and our souls are bound
And that I’m trying so hard to say
I’m thankful the Lord sent you my way.
6 comments:
sounds like a big dam gun to make you wet your pants, next time can i watch.....
watch me pee my pants? Well, I didn't pee my pants.. just laughted so hard I damn near didn't make it the 15 feet to the bathroom.
Actually, that was the second time she'd gotten me, thats a story to come.
It's the BFG 9000.
could be.. Won't know until either Critter reads this or BossMan emails me. It just LOOKED cool.. it didn't look like anything else in that safe. The Gatlin gun didn't even give me that "wow" feeling!
I've tried to post twice before and lost it...third times a charm...been out in the garage working...my brain is tired and this lap top is fucking with me...I hate lap tops...
The gun was a SR.15...an assualt weapon the Seals used to use...I found a pic on the web of it but don't have addies or My Favorites on this dumb lap top...did I tell you I hate lap tops?
This last two posts made me laugh my ass off...Amid the pain was laughter...gut wrenching, side splitting, crying and NEARLY pissing your pants laughter... It helps to look back on it all and laugh again...It's healing, and I try to think of those times when I start missing holding his hand as we walked together...I still can feel those big hands..
Critter, I'm glad your liking these. They just pour out of me, no real thought process involved. So, keep an eye on me. You may need to make corrections.
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