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Monday, July 24, 2006

Stranger in My Basement

 
The sprinkler guy came by today to help us get rid of Reese’s mini mud swamp. He asked if he could turn on the water. I said sure and told him how to get to the valves downstairs. He came back upstairs with a surprised look on his face. He said, "Does someone else live here?" I said, "My brother lived in the basement until yesterday. Why?" He replied, "I've partied here before when you weren't home." "Oh, really!" I said. It just proves that what happens in the basement, stays in the basement, and I have no clue what's going on.

3 Comments:

Blogger molly said...

it doesn't get much better than this story!

11:45 PM  
Blogger James Kernan Ferrin said...

maybe he was the one doing naked keg stands that one time!

8:44 AM  
Blogger nancy said...

thanks for the visual!

4:33 PM  

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