June 22, 2005
Life around the Gutierrez household
I am up in the attic engrossed on my computer working out some arcane css issue and I feel something skitter across my toes. A cockroach. No too big. A rat. Chills, then terror. I let out a man scream while simultaneously rolling back in chair and jumping in the air.
Cut to my wife in her underwear rolling on the ground with screams of laughter under my desk with a piece of string that she had run across my food. Cracking up so hard she can't breath. Tears.
Then Becky, Jenn's sister, runs up (she thought I had fallen down the stairs) and Jenn (still hysterical with laughter), mocks me "Who am I? Who am I?" as she mimics my inelegant scream.
She got me.
But this is an ongoing war I will have my revenge.
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06/22/05 03:08 AM
Anonymous said...
I thought we were the only ones who did that. My girlfriend and I spend hours on elaborate scare tactics. Nice to see we're not the only ones.
N. Henson