Chucky Lives!

So there was mom/dad rolling down the street doing their errands one weekend.  They stop at a stoplight.  Mom looks over and says, “WTP”.  Dad of course is like what?  Mom says, “Give me the camera – Give me the camera – I gotta take a picture of this”.

Okay that kind of statement means Trouble with a capital T.  It can’t end well – I’m just telling you my friends.  I’ve been around mom long enough to know there will be a blog posting coming from those words.

So mom proceeds to click off a couple of pictures to dad’s continuous, “What’s going on?”  Mom told dad he wasn’t going to believe what she just witnessed – it was scarier than she could put into words – it was unfathomably – aliens surely had to have something to do with this – it was that BIG.

So for your visual understand, I blew the picture up.  What did I tell you?  Scary huh?  That is CHUCKY tied to the back of a pick up truck.  You know there’s a good story behind that!

 

 

No You Didn’t Don Juan!

So that’s how they make marshmallows?  I will never eat them again the same way.  Will you? Shivers.

 

Chucky Lives!

So there was mom/dad rolling down the street in their Jeep doing their errands one weekend.  They stop at a stoplight.  Mom looks over and says, “WTP”.  Dad of course is like what?  Mom says, “Give me the camera – Give me the camera – I gotta take a picture of this”.

Okay that kind of statement means Trouble with a capital T.  It can’t end well – I’m just telling you my friends.  I’ve been around mom long enough to know there will be a blog posting coming from those words.

So mom proceeds to click off a couple of pictures to dad’s continuous, “What’s going on?”  Mom told dad he wasn’t going to believe what she just witnessed – it was scarier than she could put into words – it was unfathomably – aliens surely had to have something to do with this – it was that BIG.

So for your visual understand, I blew the picture up.  What did I tell you?  Scary huh?  That is CHUCKY tied to the back of a pick up truck.  You know there’s a good story behind that!

 

 

No You Didn’t Don Juan!

So that’s how they make marshmallows?  I will never eat them again the same way.  Will you? Shivers.

 

Mom’s Newest Sock Monkey

 

Holy mergatroid!  Nana bought mommy the biggest sock monkey *I* have ever seen.  It’s bigger than me.  Heck, I think that sock monkey could ride this little oinker’s back.  Uh-oh.  Maybe I shouldn’t have said that.  The next thing you know, mommy would be buying me a saddle to ride.  Scratch all of that.

So nana bought the sock monkey to ride shotgun in mom’s Smart car.  He is in the passenger seat of her car.  Shame on him for not buckling his seatbelt – snorts.

And if it’s bad enough, she named him.  You won’t believe this – Monkey Man.  Rolls piggy eyes.  Really mom?  Monkey Man?

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Mommy even introduced Monkey Man to our neighbor Big Daddy.  Can you see the size of Monkey Man – he’s huge!?  I wonder what they fed him in the store?  

But Monkey Man had a long talk with Big Daddy about being a good boy and not getting into trouble with the other sock monkeys in the back of mom’s Smart car.  You know that talk about setting an example.  It should be interesting.

I don’t know about you, but that sock monkey just looks like Trouble with a capital T.  I have a funny feeling that ya’ll will be hearing about him soon.  I just have a butterfly in my pot belly.   You think the same?

I just hope Monkey Man doesn’t turn into Chucky – squeal!