Today me and my dad planned to finish the Chimney From Hell. Yes, it’s still not finished. Dad said he needs no weisenheimers or smartasses, so my mom should go shopping. Before he completed the sentence the blonde parked her butt in the Elephant Skater and skatered away. The end of the sentence that she should shop groceries and food for me she probably couldn’t hear …
Dad and me placed some tools and some dirty stuff in the living room first then we were exhausted and we decided to take a small break, because she needs anyway 87 hours, so we have time enough.
Sadly there was only trash in TV and so we slept in and dreamed about all the delicious things my mom will bring home for
While we were busy, my mom wobbled with the Elephant Skater through Noah’s flood and shoppered through the stores. At E. Leclerc she saw green asparagus what she likes ( me not!) and as she stretched out her gripping devices to get a bunch, a sparrow popped out of the veggie-display. WUSH! Like a Pershing! The mom screamed like my squeaky toy Rizzo and honored the sparrow with some unladlylike curses. Oh boy, all the people around laughed at her! With shock and embarrassment she forgot to buy the green asparagus-stuff and decided to reassure her scared soul and her damaged ego with a new summer outfit. We still have february, mom!
As she came back to my crib, dad and me were dogtired, do you have a clue how exhausting it can be to do nothing? Dad briefed me immediately that I have to tell nothing about the chimney to her, because it’s a secret between us boys.
Butt I’m a democratic Weim too and so I showed dad the summer outfit I found in a bag behind the door. Now she can’t grumble for the chimney and he has to ignore the waste of wonga. Checkmate Mr. Hollande! That’s the right way of politic!
… and if my friends in UK heard a howling what resounded over the channel, that was not a foghorn or a siren… just my dad.
HAVE A TERRIFIC TUESDAY ALL