This story happened on April 1st 1990 or 91. Tom Jr. has always been a prankster, and this particular prank stunned his growth. Let me start by saying that Greg and Tim love to sleep. Tim, in a seminary class, was once given a chance to draw his thoughts of what heaven looked like. He drew a picture of his bed. This particular Saturday, April 1st, Tom decided to pull a joke on his younger brothers and wake them up at 7:30 in a rush and tell them that they were going to be late for school. He helped them get ready and sent them out the back door so that they could walk the block and a half to the school house. Tom then ran out the front door, and ran to the school and hid in the bushes and waited for his prey. As Tim and Greg walked past the bushes, in which Tom was hiding, he jumped out and screamed "APRIL FOOLS!" and began to laugh. Once Greg heard Tom say it was Saturday and they didn't have school, he pounced on Tom with Tim's help, and beat him 'till he couldn't grow no more. That is why Tom, to this day, is shorter than his brothers.
Later on that afternoon I heard screaming coming from the downstairs bathroom. I went running in to witness Gregs pee bouncing out of the toilet and onto the walls. After further investigation, I saw cellophane over the toilet bowl. I turned to see Missy and Tim standing there dumbfounded with no Tom Jr. I began the hunt for my son with a bucket, a rag and a spounge. I found him hiding under his bed giggling. I grabbed him by the arm and pulled him out from under the bed and asked him where he learned such a stunt. He replied "NICKLODIAN" Needless to say Nicklodian was off limits for two weeks. I told him it was his chore to clean the downstairs bathroom, and that he should thank his lucky stars that his Mother didn't sit on that toilet, or he would be dead! Nothing I could of done to save him from the Rath of MOM!
Later on that evening more screaming came from my daughter Missy's room. I ran upstairs to see the tears flowing from my daughters eyes as Mr. Bear was hung from her ceiling fan doing the Hokie Pokie. I sentenced my son to a visit with his Mother, and the smirk instantly left his face. I told him earlier that there was nothing I could do to save him anymore, He slowly walked down the hallway toward my room, like an inmate on deathrow.
HAPPY APRIL FOOLS DAY EVERYBODY!!!!!!
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