Thursday, September 9, 2010
Watching the Moon
Telephone rings
Becky: Hello
Voice: Mrs Comeau, this is Joyce, the secretary at Emmanual Christian School. I’ve been asked to call you and set up a conference with you and your husband. We have a problem that we need to discuss regarding Susan.
Becky: what’s going on?
Joyce: Well, it’s been reported that on the cheerleaders’ van on the way back from the basketball game last night, Susan was observed MOONING the other bus out the back window.
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Well, we got the distinct impression that the Christian school did not condone mooning incidents, but they did condone a week of in-house detention in the hopes of correcting this character flaw. It was a pretty deep-seated character flaw however. As a two year old, Susan literally stopped traffic on High Street in Fairfield Maine when she and her little neighbor friend proudly rode their tricycles down the middle of the street, stark naked. If that song is correct that tequila makes your clothes fall off, I think Susan needs to avoid those margaritas she occasionally indulges in. She could be in big trouble….especially if she’s out in the public.
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Ok Folks. Mom is not exactly getting all her facts straight here. But it does seem to be a declaration of war or an invite for stories to be told on her.
If anyone has any funny Becky stories in which she may have been caught with her pants down..we want to hear from you. Go ahead and email them to me at suzi890801@msn.com, via Facebook, or post directly on here.
Why should she have all the fun. Mom likes to provide the gotcha's and it takes hard work and getting up early to get her. I have only seen it happen a few times in my life. So we need everyone to pull together and let her know that telling stories on your poor, sick little girl is in bad taste. ;)
ummmm, going to be hard to get a story on me, I cover my tracks pretty well, and, live a moderate and circumspect life. Susan, honey, these are not gotchas. They are in fact, truthful accounts of your life. Read'em and weep. I told you that SOMEDAY you would regret these experiments in the wild side. AHHHHHH, satisfaction is a sweet thing.
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