Back in the day when video game rental was overly joyful to do, there was a young lad named Skunkman and his old, nearly ancient, brother named HullBreach.
Many, many nights of rental fever occurred where Skunkman was left to watch HullBreach as he played the games for hours and hours. The time would come when HullBreach would start losing due to lack of awesomeness. He would die in the game and turn to look at the ever so awesome Skunkman.....
At this point, the ever so awesome Skunkman knew it was time let out loud laughs. Because of the laughs, the blame was placed upon Skunkman and a chase began.
The young lad, surprisingly always instigating trouble, would be chased from the comforts of the couch being told it was his fault this HullBreach did not win.
Future hours within the nights, the poor, young Skunkman would not be allowed back in the room without red, glowing eyes glaring at him....
Luckly there was a staircase that could be used to overlook the living room and watch epic fails happen in video games!
i have a looming feeling that however hard one might try to shake this so called 'awesomeness' out of you, your ego will always overpower anyone elses will power:]
nice blog skunkay:]
Back in the days of yore (whatever that means), the Gump family was dwelling in Littleton, Colorado.
At this time, like all good little Gumps, we attended church with our parents each Sunday. As many churches do, this one had a children's moment with the pastor partway through the service before dismissing the tykes to Sunday School.
The pastor made an announcement this particular day for kids to come forward. Skunkman quickly ran forward, not realizing that the pastor said "choir kids", not "all kids". Luckily HullBreach heard it right and kept his behind planted in his seat. The Gump father tried running after Skunkman to maybe catch his shirt before it was too late. Well... it was too late.
Before we knew it, the children had assembled into the choir and began singing to all the adults. Those who were paying attention to the choir as a whole and not just their own offspring could see that amongst all the emanating vocals was a Skunkman. His face was as red as a tomato, and his mouth was wide open... not from the singing, but from the shock. If only he knew the words to the song...
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