I need to backtrack a little bit here. Seems the guys were really bored the other night and itching to find some trouble. Since Mom has basically had to child-proof the house, they had to find a new kind of fun. She was downstairs and heard water running in the upstairs bathroom. Thinking they were just flushing the toilet, she didn't pay too much attention. Shame on her! Seems they found her stash of body soap and shampoo. They poured about 10 lbs. of bubble bath into a bathtub only a quarter of the way filled with water. They had bubbles and shampoo EVERYWHERE! They were sliding down the sides of the tub, tossing back vodka shooters, with the Speedos nowhere in sight. Not only did they give each other dreadlocks using dried soap, but they found the bleach and put blonde streaks in their hair. Below the dreadlocks, they braided each others' hair and embellished it with ribbons and beads. Except for Derf. He intertwined steel wool in his cornrows and paper clips on the ends. This was before the birthday fiasco.
***AFTER THE BIRTHDAY FIASCO***
I warned Mom that she would would have a disaster on her hands when she got home from work last night. They had been good (well, for them...it's all relative) for 36 hours and got her a really nice birthday present. I told her their largesse and goodness can only last so long, so be prepared. So she got home last night, only to find out that Derf broke his arm trying to pee in the sink. Seems he slipped and landed the wrong way...or something. He was drunk, so it was inevitable. Apparently they were making quite a ruckus, with loud music and singing, so the neighbors called the police, who were waiting for Mom when she got home. The other three were running around the yard in the rain, completely naked (surprise!), singing "99 Bottle of Beer on the Wall" and still wearing their party hats. Her biker friend (imaginary also) Snake was shooting his gun in the air trying to get control of the situation. That didn't go over well with the local constabulary.
Derf ended up passing out on the lawn...either from pain or from too much alcohol. Snake was in the back of the cop car and the neighbors were fuming mad. Maurice was digging in the flowerbeds looking for worms for breakfast. The other two were crying and wailing and running around yelling, "Derf's gonna die, Derf's gonna die!!!" It was a scene of utter chaos.
Mom told the cops to deal with it and do whatever they felt appropriate, she was going to clean up the stinkbugs from the morning and go to bed.
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