On A Night Just Like Tonight...

Exactly

one year ago today...

We kidnapped a Savage.

 

(That's one of our best friend's last name...don't think we are cruel.)

 

 

This time of year marks the legendary

Fairy Ball

That is put on by his family.

Now,

this shin-dig is the real deal.

They go full out with a 5-course meal,

formal dresses,

hair done all fancy,

they even have a ballroom...

in their house...

where they dance the night away.

 

Well last year,

We, Vera & Ethel, were...

quote, un-quote,

"invited"

Lets be honest...

We snuck in.

 

We had good reason.

Our dear friend had just had his wisdom teeth removed & was in need of company whilst his family was mingling with one another.

So,

While dinner was being served,

we ever-so stealthily snuck in through a side door & shimmied our way up the stairs & into his bedroom.

 Dressed for the occasion of course.

 

We were equipped with the gear needed.

Ice packs,

gauze,

blankets,

& most importantly...

Walter the Farting Dog.

The only book that should be read to those in wisdom teeth pain,

its hilarious

 especially in that state of mind

for both reader & wisdom teeth victim.

 

We sat on the edge of the bed

while he rambled away carelessly,

eyes rolled back in his head,

with slight dribble hanging from the corner of his mouth.

 

Not having a clue as to what the kid was saying we simply nodded

& laughed with him as he kept cracking himself up.

He eventually said something,

he looked at us

seemingly waiting for approval,

not knowing what he said,

 we nodded

 & thought nothing of it.

 

Next thing we know he is up & ready for action.

He put on a coat & there was no stopping him.

He was obviously tried of sitting around.

He began crawling to the door,

which lead down the stairs,

& out the door.

 

There was no stopping the kid,

he was on a mission.

 

We strategically got him fastened into good old Monty.

(Vera's Ghetto Car)

& drove away.

It seemed all too simple,

this whole kidnapping a drugged up person.

 

surprisingly enough no one saw us come or go.

they didn't even hear us.

which is odd...

we are as loud as a marching band at 5 in the morning going up & down the street for hours. 

...

We honestly cant remember what came of that night but it was an adventure to say the least.

& no one knew he went missing which is the funniest part.

 

He was back in one piece,

physically,

but he was definitely missing his piece of mind

& apparently,

so were we.

 

He is fine now so don't worry.

 

We, along with he, are individualists, we do what we want.

 

 

Even if we don't know at the time what we are doing.

Kidnapping is never a good thing.

Don't do it.

Stay in school.