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Show her your nuts!
Show her your nuts!
Once upon a time, there was these two brothers. Not really blood-brothers, the single-working mother had found one of them on her doorstep one morning. One brother, the biological son of the woman, was a sly and manipulative kind of chap, while the other… well, let’s just say he wasn’t always playing with a full deck… most often just a few pins short of a strike, if you know what I mean. (Out of respect for their privacy, and good family name, we’ll call these boys “Frick” and “Frack”, respectively.)
And so it came to pass that one fine summer Saturday, Frick and Frack went to the community park not far from their humble abode. The woman they called “Mom” (and “Ma-Ma,” respectively) actually had told them to git-da-fuk-oudda the house because she had a headache and didn’t want a couple of rug rats bothering her for awhile. It was a fine day… birds singing… children playing on the swing sets… grown-ups playing in the woods behind the pavilion (where the kiddies couldn’t see, dontchaknow!)… and that wonderful aroma of hot dogs and burgers cookin’ away on charcoal grills. All in all, just another day in paradise.
Frick didn’t enjoy such outings as much as Frack. In fact, Frick was somewhat embarrassed to be seen in the public proximity of his younger adopted brother, and often on such occasions, he would wish he had hole to hide in. Frack, the over-grown loveable galoot that he was, never seemed to mind his adopted brother’s odd behavior when there were other people around; he loved his big “Ba-Ba” and always knew that Frick would take care of him, so he was willing to overlook his sibling’s little mood swings. Frack was just happy to be outside playing on such a lovely day as this… skipping and romping through the park (scaring the shit out of the little kiddies without knowing that he was scaring the shit out of them) and generally enjoying the day.
“Hey Frick!” Frack said, returning to the spot where Frick was enjoying the day in his own way. “There’s a girl over there smiling at me!”
“Well,” Frick said, “smile back at her.”
Then a couple of minutes later:
“Now what, you fuckin’ freak?!”
“That girl! She blowed to me a little kissy!”
“Well, then blown to her a ‘little kissy’ back,” Frick snarled.
“O-Tay! Da-ha, da-ha!”
Then, a couple more minutes later:
“Ooh-Ooh! Frick! Frick!”
“NOW what the fuck do you want?” Frick snapped, crawling half-way out of his hole.
“That girl! She just showed to me her boobies! What do I do? Help me Frick--what do I do NOW???”
“Well,” Frick smiled suddenly, enjoying his brother’s mortification, “Show her your nuts!”
(And this is where the picture to the left comes in because it’s hard to describe in writing what something like that would look like!)
11/24/2005 11:33 am
This wasn't the train of thought that stopped here this morning, but while I was heading back to the "Parlor Car" so to speak, I started remembering the first time something like this happened to me, and Pete. (At the South Park pool that day Katherine "accidentally" de-pants me in the deep end!)|
11/25/2005 1:42 pm
I like your sense of haha|
11/25/2005 2:37 pm
Ditto! I can't wait to spring that "custody suit" surprise on my some unsuspecting zero-sense of haha soul!|