Everyone has a little crazy in their family.
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childhood (or parenthood) that makes
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My dad worked for a furniture company. When I was 5, there was a customer who wouldn't pay and came to our house in a rage. My sisters and I were terrified. Dad slipped out the back, army crawled around the side of the house, sneaked up on the guy, slugged him, threw him back in his car, and pushed the car out of the driveway. Nobody threatened Dad's little girls!
On Thursday, my older sister had to drive me to choir rehearsal. When we went into the garage, we found that the only car to drive was the stick shift. After that ride, I was happy to be alive. Every 5 feet, the car would shake! Never again will I get in that car with her as the driver!
One Christmas, my kid sister fell into a duck pond. As she flailed and wailed, stuck like a turtle on its back, I ran inside to get help. My mother wouldn't let me speak until the adults finished their conversation. Always the obedient child, I waited ... then, big inhale,"SIS FELL IN THE POND!" I never saw adults move so fast, lips so blue, or my Dad so mad at my Mom.
When my dad was growing up, he and his brothers had a pet goat named Pamper (good for keeping the grass down). One night at the family dinner table, the brothers were noting that they hadn't seen Pamper in a few days. Grandpa took a bite from his meal and said, "Pamper's on your dinner plate, boys."
My Grandma used to pack my brother and me into a tiny car, crank the heater up extra high, refuse to crack a window, chain smoke a pack of cig's and proceed to drive us to any store a minumum of 25 miles away from the closest store to buy mushrooms that were on sale for three cents cheaper than the store next door. One can only hold their breath for so long. HORRIBLE!
While my grandma was in her twilight years, I had to take her bra shopping one day. We were in the Mervyn's dressing room stall & I'd convinced her to try on a bra, but she was, ahem, attempting to fit everything into one cup. Loudly, so she could hear me clearly, I said "Grandma, move the left one into its own cup!" And then I heard snickering coming from another stall...
My sister and I would slide down the carpeted stairs on our sleeping bags. The sleeping bags were slick so we'd go down really fast. Our stairs turned and had a landing, so we would slam into the wall. One day, my sister convinced me to go down headfirst inside my sleeping bag and she'd push me. I said okay. We didn't break anything so our parents didn't mind.
When I was 7, my dad and I walked through the woods after an evening in the deer stand. He scared me by telling me that he had heard something nearby and convinced me to get up REAL close behind him. When I got close, he broke wind in my face. At 7, I was head-level with his rear end.
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