“All our times have come
Here but now they’re gone
The seasons don’t fear the reaper
Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain
A bored housewife jousts at windmills, pokes fun at everything from leg wax to Miss Manners.
“All our times have come
Here but now they’re gone
The seasons don’t fear the reaper
Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain
Ah Debbie..too funny. Great story! It’s probably a good thing you didn’t scare the jocks and cheerleaders; they would’ve panicked and fallen through the floor to be eaten and then you’d feel bad.
Well, you would, wouldn’t you? WOULDN’T YOU?
Why do you have that smile on your face? 😉
I didn’t care for most cheerleaders and jocks either. I run into them occasionally today, so many years later, and I still think they are the odd ones, while I still feel…normal.
But, I totally DID scare the jocks and cheerleaders. Just not as much as I should have. ;D
debbie, you MISSED the perfect opportunity… it would have been so tempting to just gaze at them malevolently, and then disappear back into the shadows without a sound…
or to make dire predictions, like “your breasts will sag, your quarterback husband will break his knee and never attain greatness… he will end up a gaspumper and you will work at walmart for the rest of your life…”