I always had this feeling that something
- I always had this feeling that something was wrong. Every time I visited my grandparents' home, I noticed how peculiar it was that grandma never cooked. It was as if she
- never learned and didn' feel compelled to try it. Maybe Grandpa didn't notice, but my siblings and I did. My younger brother Pete asked Grandma where she got our supper.
- Grandma waved her hands mysteriously. "Supper comes from a secret, magical place!" That night we heard her sneak out at midnight. Pete & I tailed her to an alley full of dumpsters.
- I hid with Pete as we watched grandma walk down the alley, when all of a sudden, a rumble was heard, and a giant monster emerged from one of the dumpsters. "What do you want?!"
- Grandma poked her cane at the one eyed monster repeatedly. She was merciless. This was not my finest hour. I was still hidden with Pete watching from behind the dumpster. What shou
- ld we do? It didn't matter at that point. I was laughing my ass off at Grandma, trying my best to stifle myself so that Pete & I wouldn't get caught. The 1-eyed monster fended off
- Grandma's cane by grabbing it with its tentacles but she didn't let go. "Tarnation you old coot, Let go this instant!" I guffawed."Shh" said Pete & elbowed me. The cabinet door ope
- ra began to chant its ghostly chorus, further adding to the surreal scene, before it was suddenly silenced by a bright flash of darkness. That's the last time I mix hash and
- salad and scrambled eggs. The eerie sounds floated across the room. I was three sheets to the wind. I said into the darkness, "Hello?" The darkness said, "Hola." Mexican Dark, OMG!
- It reminded me of the time I passed out in Acapulco. I was staying at a hotel where they had filmed an Elvis Presley movie. It was years and many bar shots ago. OMG, Acapulco what
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SlimWhitman Jul 30 2014 @ 05:27
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