the price of laughter

Walking in from the grocery store I found Stefan and his posse lounging in the family room. Stefan jumped up in delight proudly displaying a nerf gun that he’d outfitted with a cotton ball taped to the pellet.

“Oh good! You’re home. Can we use some gasoline? We want to soak these cotton balls and shoot flaming bullets.”

“You’re serious?”

They clearly were.

Stefan’s friend replied, “Yeah. It’ll be awesome. It’ll be a laugh.”

Don’t worry, I didn’t give them the gasoline. They were sorely disappointed.

Shall I frighten you even further by telling you that this group will be on the road with their learner’s permits in less than six months?

Keep your gas tank locked. You’ve been warned.

September 26, 2008
September 29, 2008



  1. hans

    September 27, 2008

    we also burnt a tennis ball but it didn’t work.

  2. Linkous

    September 27, 2008

    Me and my brothers tried the flaming ping pong balls and ended up having 3 fire trucks on our cul de sac because we burnt down a huge spruce and three giant shrubs in front of Elder Haights sons house. We felt like idiots and of course I was the oldest. We thought it was harmeless and so I forgot about it until the day that our sealer for our marriage brought it up again and let my wife and future in laws in on my pyro days…yep our sealer was my old next door neighbor…Bob Haight, ELder Haights son. SO be very carfeul boys it could come back to burn you in the butt 🙂

  3. Shannon & Eli

    September 28, 2008

    i can’t wait til my boys are that old to see what they come up with them…hey they are creative right???

  4. duchess

    September 29, 2008

    Boys & their brilliant ideas.

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