Okay. The other day I mentioned this scary fucking monster. (Sorry to drop the "F" bomb on ya but I felt I needed it just to emphasize just how effin' scary he is.) I feel like I need to inform my reader about the "hunt for Pennywise" since Rice Spice mentioned it in one of her comments.
When I was 12 years old or so (I can't exactly remember how old I was...maybe Rice Spice knows), I saw the move "It". "It" was originally a book written by Steven King and later made into a movie. I think I saw it on TV as one of those small mini series that appears in 2 parts. Anywho, I saw the movie, and it scared the piss out of me. I think Rice Spice saw it too, and it also scared the peejeebeeze out of her. So, on one hot summer afternoon, after the movie had aired, Rice Spice and I decided to go hunting for Pennywise. Of course, we were scared out of our minds and decided to enlist the help of a guy friend who lived close by--I'll call him A-Rod. (Rice Spice lived in the same deed restricted community as I did- about 10 streets away.) So, we went and knocked on A-Rod's door and invited him along for the hunt. He was game and accompanied our pansy asses just in case we found Pennywise. We knew we might need him for brute man strength. So, off we went into the drainage ditches and bayous of our neighborhood. Of course, we never found the fictional character, but we had a crap load of fun looking. We just walked around aimlessly chatting and discussing what we would do to Pennywise when or if we ever found him. Obviously, we never found him because we are both still alive to tell our tale. I'm not sure how long we were gone, but it must have been a couple of hours or so. My mom sent my dad to search for our dumb asses. Needless to say, he found us wondering around the neighborhood, and he wasn't happy. My dad, PoPo, took Rice Spice home, and then we went home. No words were spoken.
Just another day in Weenie's World!