Dad's going hunting boys, but you can't go

Dad's going hunting boys, but you can't go this time, it looks like a blizzard on the way. When they had the chance the boys snuck out and follow dad from a distance when the snow

gently began to fall. At first the snow was helpful because they were able to follow their dad’s tracks, but soon it escalated into white out conditions and they lost their way.

They stumbled through the blizzard until they found a cabin. The door was broken & it smelled funny but the twins said "at least it's a roof over our head." but in the bedroom

they discovered the source of the smell ; a moldy cooked dinner left out on the table. It was if those who occupied the house made a meal and vanished. No signs of

buzzed by, a few making an unfortunate dive into the windows and cracking the glass, now flying about in the rooms. The sound of an airplane neared,

because we lived near the airport. But what to do about the damn thing zooming around the apartment breaking Auntie Maylamberski's good china?

Three years later, she was reimbursed by the insurance company. We had to go through hell but the china was replaced by plastic which lasted a lifetime. We took no chances on loss

prevention by writing the whole kit and kabootle into any virtual or real image of us or our clientele to alerts us how much we are looked at in our Social Network Presence vs. how

much we look in the mirror. The resulting ratio should indicate how desperately we need to get over ourselves and get back to work. The success rate is listed at 3%. Beat the odds.