This morning, at precisely 4:45 AM, the following crime was committed. The perpetrator--Steve A.K.A "Head of Household"--was caught disturbing the peace.
A complaint was filed by a Mr.Greg Bean, who claims to have been living in the perpetrator's basement, reported hearing a loud crashing sound at the above mentioned time. Mr. Bean leaped out of bed, threw open his bedroom door, and proceeded to Karate-chop said perpetrator. At once, Mr. Bean realized he was not facing a burglar, as previously suspected, but instead his brother-in-law.
The perpetrator apologized at once, claiming he could not sleep and had a hankering to play a computer game in the basement, that he had done his best to tiptoe and move with stealth, but in a lax moment, he accidentally knocked over one of the speakers.
Mr. Bean has dropped all charges and was heard saying shortly thereafter, "This experience has taught me not to jump to conclusions at such an unsightly hour--at least not while in my skivvies."
A reenactment of how it went down.
And...the reconciliation. Over a bowl of marshmallow maties.
Saturday, May 24, 2008
The Perils that Befall House Guests
Posted by Fletch at 9:30 AM
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I look more menacing in my underpants. I made Steve soil his.
Jackie Chan has some rivals . . .
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