- The two sisters got into an awful fight when the mother got home. They yelled, they slapped, they sent the children to their rooms. They began breaking up the furniture! And the older boy, crying, called the police.
That makes it work out--two vans, one for the adults, one for the children:
Kind policeman: Are you all right?
Boy: My mother is breaking things. My Aunt is drunk and is going to kill us all!
Kind policeman: Help is on the way.
Okay, that's the one that works. Now if you never find out another thing, at least I've got a sort of closure here.
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Date: 2004-12-10 02:41 pm (UTC)- The two sisters got into an awful fight when the mother got home. They yelled, they slapped, they sent the children to their rooms. They began breaking up the furniture! And the older boy, crying, called the police.
That makes it work out--two vans, one for the adults, one for the children:
Kind policeman: Are you all right?
Boy: My mother is breaking things. My Aunt is drunk and is going to kill us all!
Kind policeman: Help is on the way.
Okay, that's the one that works. Now if you never find out another thing, at least I've got a sort of closure here.