Sunday, May 25, 2014

Got Any Milk?

It was a normal Sunday morning in the Polly household, The Booger was running late, Mr. Fat was being a nuisance and The Mad Man was in dire need of some coffee. The Booger made it to school on time, Mr. Fat was relegated to his box and The Mad Man set about trying to make himself a cup of coffee.

All was going well until he poured some milk into his mug and discovered that it was spoiled. A quick search revealed that it was the last bag of milk and with a sigh he began to pour it down the drain.

My little brother had a couple of friends sleepover the night before. One of them emerged from the depths of the basement and seemed surprised to find us standing in the kitchen. Franks friend stared at us for a minute and then remembered his manners, giving us a quick 'good morning' and 'thank you' before running out of the house to catch a bus home.

Just as the last bit of spoiled milk was emptied into the sink The Mad Man exclaimed "Boy, it's a good thing he didn't want any milk!".

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