So the boy asks if he could go hang out at his friend's house...
We call him around 3 o'clock to see how he's doing and arrange a time to have him come home. And he says in his Eddie Haskell voice;
"Oh hi! I was just about to call you. I had a little accident. It's really nothing... I'm not bleeding or anything. No no no everything's fine I just think I may have fractured my arm. Could you come get me?"
So off we go; four hours in E.R. (a slow day for them), pizza and ice cream for mama's baby, helping him shower, "Dad! get out! don't loook!!!" pain killer dopeynesss "I weehlly ov ya guys!" and an obssesive interest in the xrays "ya gotta ge' me copy foh ma recods". Now I'm on the couch 'cause he took over my spot on the bed so mom can be near him while he sleeps and I keep having weird dreams. Anyway, he felt good enough last night to insist on using the computer so he could post this on his myspace... Kids!
We call him around 3 o'clock to see how he's doing and arrange a time to have him come home. And he says in his Eddie Haskell voice;
"Oh hi! I was just about to call you. I had a little accident. It's really nothing... I'm not bleeding or anything. No no no everything's fine I just think I may have fractured my arm. Could you come get me?"
So off we go; four hours in E.R. (a slow day for them), pizza and ice cream for mama's baby, helping him shower, "Dad! get out! don't loook!!!" pain killer dopeynesss "I weehlly ov ya guys!" and an obssesive interest in the xrays "ya gotta ge' me copy foh ma recods". Now I'm on the couch 'cause he took over my spot on the bed so mom can be near him while he sleeps and I keep having weird dreams. Anyway, he felt good enough last night to insist on using the computer so he could post this on his myspace... Kids!

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