Waking up Terrified
Last night I awoke to a horrible dream that my house was being broken into. I woke up and listened carefully for the intruders. I thought I heard voices. Terrified, I get out of bed to check on my children. The lights are off and the first few seconds finding the pull chain were awful. Light floods the room and I am the only one in it. I check the rest of my house only to find the children and I are the only occupants. It still made my adrenline flow and I couldn't sleep until after 3am.
I had lots of coffee for breakfast.
I had lots of coffee for breakfast.
posted by bib at
10:50 PM
3 Comments:
*in creepy whispery voice*
"Jerrrrrry Miiiiike.... Jerrrrry Miiiike...."
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Jay, at 12:19 AM
Seriously though, lock those door and windows... but you're were already doing that, so... uh... don't be afraid of pullin' out ya gat if ya gotta put a perp down.
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Jay, at 12:44 PM
The only words that come to mind when you mention Jerry Mike is... asshole... asshole... He is actaully in a mental instution, the only reason he has not been released yet is because he has no home to come to.
I do believe it was oompa loompas. You know those little bastards are always waking me up.
By
bib, at 8:55 PM
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