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ChiDog
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OK, here's some follow up from this summer that I didn't post, including some funny shit:
In early August I took the kids and went on vacation for a week while my wife stayed home to take care of shit around our house.
I knew she was probably gonna hook up while I was gone.
So I'm staying at my cousin's house, sleeping in a sleeping bag on the living room floor, my 9 year old daughter on the couch next to me, my 12 year old son on the floor nearby. My cousin and her husband are asleep in their bedroom, their 13 year old daughter in her room.
It's Thursday night. About 5 am I am awoken to the sound of my text alert on my phone, which I had left charging in the kitchen, never expecting a call. I pop out of bed and check it out.
It says "Getting ready."
"Where are you?" I text back.
"At my boyfriend's" is the reply.
I'm like, "Oh fuck, where can I go to listen in and stroke and not get busted by my kids, or my cousin and her husband and their daughter, who, they told me the night before, all wake up around 5:30 or 6 a.m. to go running with their dog.
So I head down to their basement, stake out a place near the laundry room, find a sleeping bag to lay on the floor, and get ready for the call.
The phone rings. I'm gettin' ready to enjoy the show.
Suddenly I hear floor boards creaking over my head. Someone is awake upstairs, it sounds like.
I'm panicking. As soon as they walk down the hall from their bedrooms and into the living room, they're going to see I'm not there. There would be no way to explain what the fuck I'm doing in their basement at 5 in the morning.
I sneak back up the stairs, which lead into their garage, then quickly sneak out the back door to their yard, and to the far back corner of their yard, looking back at the master bedroom window to see if their lights are on. It's like 5:15 a.m., and it's still dark out, though the sky is beginning to brighten.
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In early August I took the kids and went on vacation for a week while my wife stayed home to take care of shit around our house.
I knew she was probably gonna hook up while I was gone.
So I'm staying at my cousin's house, sleeping in a sleeping bag on the living room floor, my 9 year old daughter on the couch next to me, my 12 year old son on the floor nearby. My cousin and her husband are asleep in their bedroom, their 13 year old daughter in her room.
It's Thursday night. About 5 am I am awoken to the sound of my text alert on my phone, which I had left charging in the kitchen, never expecting a call. I pop out of bed and check it out.
It says "Getting ready."
"Where are you?" I text back.
"At my boyfriend's" is the reply.
I'm like, "Oh fuck, where can I go to listen in and stroke and not get busted by my kids, or my cousin and her husband and their daughter, who, they told me the night before, all wake up around 5:30 or 6 a.m. to go running with their dog.
So I head down to their basement, stake out a place near the laundry room, find a sleeping bag to lay on the floor, and get ready for the call.
The phone rings. I'm gettin' ready to enjoy the show.
Suddenly I hear floor boards creaking over my head. Someone is awake upstairs, it sounds like.
I'm panicking. As soon as they walk down the hall from their bedrooms and into the living room, they're going to see I'm not there. There would be no way to explain what the fuck I'm doing in their basement at 5 in the morning.
I sneak back up the stairs, which lead into their garage, then quickly sneak out the back door to their yard, and to the far back corner of their yard, looking back at the master bedroom window to see if their lights are on. It's like 5:15 a.m., and it's still dark out, though the sky is beginning to brighten.
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