bozodog Posted February 25, 2006 Report Share Posted February 25, 2006 >> >>>>> >>>>Ole staggered home very late after another> evening with his drinking buddy,> >>>>Sven. He took off his shoes to avoid waking> his wife, Lena. He> tiptoed> >>>>quietly toward the stairs leading to their> upstairs bedroom, but> >>>>misjudged> >>>>the bottom step. As he caught himself by> grabbing the banister, his> >>>>body> >>>>swung around and he landed heavily on his> rump. A whiskey bottle in> >>>>each> >>>>back pocket broke and made the landing> especially painful.> >>>>> >>>>Managing not to yell, Ole sprung up, pulled> down his pants, and looked> >>>>in> >>>>the> hall mirror to see that his butt cheeks were cut and> bleeding.> >>>>He managed to quietly find a full box of> Band-Aids and began putting a> >>>>Band-Aid as best he could on each place he saw> blood. He then hid the> >>>>now> >>>>almost empty box and shuffled and stumbled his> way to bed.> >>>>In the morning, Ole woke up with searing pain> in his head and butt and> >>>>Lena> >>>>staring at him from across the room.> >>>>She said, "You were drunk again last night> weren't you Ole?"> >>>>> >>>>> >>>>> >>>>> >>>> Ole said, "Why you say such a mean ting?"> >>>>> >>>>> >>>>> >>>>"Well," Lena said, "it could be the open front> door, it> could be the> >>>>broken> >>>>glass at the bottom of the stairs, it could be> the drops of blood> >>>>trailing> >>>>through the house, it could be your bloodshot> eyes, but mostly it's all> >>>>those Band-Aids stuck on the downstairs mirror. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
jimras Posted February 25, 2006 Report Share Posted February 25, 2006 Uf dah!!!Good one!jr Quote Link to post Share on other sites
blim Posted February 26, 2006 Report Share Posted February 26, 2006 Uf Dah is right! Good one, BozodogLiz Quote Link to post Share on other sites
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