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Well, here's a nice little story for ya!
My mom knew she was going to have her baby, and Dad was at work. So she called him there, and he tried to find somebody to work his shift for him, but it was a slow process, so he called his brother, (my Uncle) and said my mom needed to be picked up, and that my dad would meet them just a few minutes away from the hospital. Well, my Uncle panicked and couldn't talk! So, my Grandma and great-Grandma followed him and his girl-friend around the house asking my Uncle, "What is it? Whats the matter?" about a million times, and his girl-friend answered that my Mom was in labor. So, my Uncle and his girl-friend drive the speed 90, and cops start to follow him.
Now, the bad thing is that there was a crime commited really close by, and they thought my Uncle was involved! So, when my Uncle didn't stop, (the cops were a little ways behind him and he didn't know they were trying to stop him. He thought they were chasing somebody else!) they sent more cops after him, and then a sherrif's deputy, and one cop from across town! (and heres a bad thing. That cop from across town is my grandma's neighbor, and we're friends with him! Or--were friends) They finaly caught up with my Uncle, just at the time he and his girl-friend stopped in front of our house.
Now, lets switch the story to mom for a sec. She had just got done taking a shower and was in her pjs and all of a sudden she hears my Uncle's girl friend call her, but she had thought it was her mom, because she had called her to come make sure that us kids were'nt left home alone. When she got to the front door, a HUGE officer, bald, HUGE, ugly--looking, had let himself in and was chewing on my Uncle's girl-friend. "Do you need a ambulance? Do you need a escort? We can get you one if ya like? A ambulance?" and my mom was like, "NO.." and mean while the officers outside were threatening to take my Uncle to jail, give him a ticket too! I hate it that I was sleeping through all this! Anyways, they let my Uncle go without giving him a ticket, or sending him to jail. *Whewy!*
P.S. I woke up, and my 2 yr old sister couldn't find her in her bed-room, so I went with her to look in the kitchen, but I saw first that my Grandma was laying on the couch watching--I mean sleeping-- for us. Man this computer is easy to talk with! |
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