BLAST FROM THE PAST – BACON’S SHOW AN TELL
This time the little oinker asked for a toy that you really loved as a child and absolutely could not live without that you had hours and hours of entertainment playing with. Or furver and ever and ever like the Overlook-Twins would say.
Thanks girls, your 5 seconds of fame are over, back to room 237… Shoo!
For my mom this toy was FREDDY. He still lives in my crib but in a box in the attic (like the haunted monkey-thingy of Mr. King).
My mom was a fan of the ole serial DAKTARI and her greatest wish was a monkey, like the poor animal what acted in the serial named Judy. Yes, they really were poor creatures, one of the lions was tortured with a stick by his owner and all in all the ones who should been hit with a stick are the guys from MGM for creating such a mendacious trash on the back of animals.
Butt my mom was a child at her first year in school and she loved to see the animals and specially Judy the chimp. So she asked for a plush monkey every day and tortured her pawrents with nervkilling whining. One day as her granny was there for a visit and she was in the town with her mom and the granny the wish flared up again. While they were in a street cafe. Her mom would show the granny her fabulous educational methods and said: NO!
And that was the moment where my mom screamed like an air raid siren that the people in the cafe were frozen in shock. After 2 minutes and a collective hearing loss of all the people around the granny said: Ok, I see you have a super good grip on all things, butt please go and buy that darned monkey beast now, before they start to evacuate the whole town…
The mom of my mom entered the next toy store, grabbed any monkey thingy and brought it to her
spoilt brat beloved daughter wo stopped the screaming immediately.
I admit there are some differences between Judy of Daktari and the thingy named Freddy, butt for my mom Freddy was her soulmate and BFF immediately. Because of the fact that my mom couldn’t write, Freddy was like a diary and my mom told him all her secrets and woes.
Butt she not whispered her secrets in Freddy’s ear, naaah that wouldn’t be too cheap… they had phonecalls together. Unfortunately in ole times they had no cordless phones with 87 hand sets , they only had ONE phone, what was the service telephon for my grampy that he is available every time. Butt Mom and Freddy gave a monkeys fart on that fact, mom took the real phone, Freddy got the shower hose of the bathtub and VIOLA! their own samarite line was invented. They had endless phonecalls together and if Freddy could talk, he could fill books with endless wisdom.
The idea only had two flaws, first: it isn’t smart to confess all your sins through the whole house while your parents are at home. Butt that was conditioned by the non wireless phone and the non wireless showerhose and second: it was a service phone for my grampy and if you are not available when your lord calls you, you will be overlooked at the next promotion….just saying…
… oh and Freddy has a chewed ear from the long phone calls…. therefore mom sends him sms now…
For any grief and any sorrow call Dr. Freddy today or tomorrow! … or send a sms :o)
…aaaand because today is FRACTURED FRYDAY HAIRY TAILS, hosted by MURPHY&STANLEY I can continue the story. The phrase for today is:
I can’t believe I ate …
Yes, you know me and you will guess what comes…
Ok, here it is… I can’t believe I ate…
Yeah. Freddy landed at the ER where mom fixed his head and the silvermistygrey monkey slayer had to beg for asylum at dad’s….. because dad’s side of the bed is something like Burkina Faso and has no extradition treaty… with no one…
Tough Toenails, Mom, huh?