A few moments later. . . I got a picture in my profile, but the rest of this is confusing. (Edit: I changed the picture because I feel this one is more accurate)
In the meantime, I'll share a true story that happened almost 2 weeks ago. AS a prelude, you have to know that my family gathers en masse for dinner on Wednesday nights. This is me, my mom, my daughter A, my son T, my brother D, his daughter little T, his girlfriend K, and her daughters R and L. Plus sometimes K's sister, M, joins us. It's a fun group. We play a lot of bocce when it's nice outside.
So we're at Wednesday night family dinner at my mom's. We've eaten
(mom made tacos, and I made an amazing berry cobbler) and the adults are
sitting on the deck. Anyway, mom's friend,E, has come over and mom's
roommate, T, has come home. Generally T hides from the family dinners;
he's scared of me. He's moving out next month anyway, but I digress.
Anyway, dinner is over and the adults are lounging and having drinks.
The kids are in the yard playing tag and hide-and-seek. They're being really
cute so mom gets out the digital camera and takes some pictures.
From where I'm sitting on the deck, I couldn't see what the kids were
doing, so I asked mom if I could see the pictures. She hands me the
camera and then goes to get another glass of wine. I'm looking through
the pictures on the camera: There's a nice one of the kids, a decent
picture of mom, another nice one of the kids, a naked penis, . . . I'm
fairly shocked, and I quickly click back to the end. Mom has spent Labor
Day Weekend hanging out with her friend, B, and at this point, I'm
thinking she had a waaaaaaaaaaay more interesting time than I was lead
to believe. Hiking my ass.
Mom comes back outside and asks how the pictures were. I told her
that I had run across something I didn't expect to see. She asked me
what, so I told her. She was shocked. "On this camera?" she asks, and
I proceed to take the camera and start to show her. In the
meantime, she's telling E to come over and see what's on the camera
because of what I found. At this point, T jumps for the camera, the
blood draining from his face. Apparently someone that he works with
was bragging about the size of his package but T felt his was better.
It seems it thought the way to prove that was not to drop trou like a
normal guy but to take a freaking picture so he could take it to work.
However, he forgot to take the camera and he forgot the picture was
still there.
So mom and E take the camera and run into the bathroom where they
proceed to lock the door so that they can look at The Picture without
T taking the camera away from them. A few minutes later they come
out of the bathroom giggling and talking about how it was bigger than
they thought it would be. In the meantime, I'm covering my face,
screaming, "my eyes! My eyes!" I just want the picture to go away.
T's terribly embarrassed but he's happy that D (my brother) didn't get
to see the picture. Apparently it was for viewing by the over-40
crowd anyway; we're the only ones who got to see it. T did erase the
picture from the camera, or at least move it onto the computer.
I don't know, and I don't care. I don't want to know is actually a more
accurate statement.
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