Disassemble
Aug. 6th, 2001 01:05 amAs I walked home from work today [Saturday], a car pulled up and swooped into the turn-in to the bank near the apartment complex. It was Sis and her mother and Nephew in her mother's car.
"Hey, want a ride?"
The pilgrimage was going forth to find Sis a bed.
Apparently this [Saturday] morning Sis had woken up with a premonition: the bed that she, Nephew, Dude, and Chick all shared (she and Nephew on the bottom bunk; Dude and Chick snuggled into the top) was not only creaky and spiky and prone to stabbing people, but flagrantly unsafe and unfit to be slept in lest it collapse and kill or injure everyone.
We got completely lost in attempting to find the place we were looking for that sold beds, but she finally located a Room Store and a nice sturdy bunkbed.
Some banana split mishaps later, we (Dude, Chick, Sis, and I) are setting to take apart the old unsafe bed.
"Phillips!" Dude demands, holding out his hand as if for a medical tool.
( the rest of the rather pointless but silly saga )
"Hey, want a ride?"
The pilgrimage was going forth to find Sis a bed.
Apparently this [Saturday] morning Sis had woken up with a premonition: the bed that she, Nephew, Dude, and Chick all shared (she and Nephew on the bottom bunk; Dude and Chick snuggled into the top) was not only creaky and spiky and prone to stabbing people, but flagrantly unsafe and unfit to be slept in lest it collapse and kill or injure everyone.
We got completely lost in attempting to find the place we were looking for that sold beds, but she finally located a Room Store and a nice sturdy bunkbed.
Some banana split mishaps later, we (Dude, Chick, Sis, and I) are setting to take apart the old unsafe bed.
"Phillips!" Dude demands, holding out his hand as if for a medical tool.
( the rest of the rather pointless but silly saga )