Wednesday is trash night, let the rejoicing begin. Anyway, two weeks ago, and why I didn’t mention it then I don’t know, but two weeks ago I was taking out the trash. It was late so it was dark. Just after I took a can to the curb and started back up the driveway, I heard a sound behind me across the street. I turned around to see what was there, wondering if there was some animal wandering down the street. It was dark, I was curious and I didn’t want to be surprised by anything. But I was surprised, because what I saw was a large red balloon going down the street.
I watched it for a while, more than a little surprised to see a large red balloon heading down the street rather late at night. I looked around, wondering what I would see next and then said, out loud, “If there’s a small French boy around here somewhere I am going to freak.”
Then I went back inside and related the bizarre experience to my wife.
I wonder what film character I will see wandering down the street next?
2 comments:
Sure you weren't taking a few too many of Alice's pills that make you larger?
Maybe it was the mushrooms.
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