Good Time for a Fire
July 13, 2010 | Mr. Squirrel,Neighborly Relations
Last night, while Mr. Squirrel watched the burgers on the grill, he grabbed the kids’ lacrosse stick and tossed the ball against the garage. I’ve nagged him about breaking one of the sixteen panes of glass one of these days.
Yesterday was thee day.
But not 15 minutes later, our neighbor, also grilling, almost burned his house down. So, the broken pane of glass just seems so whatever.
The husband who lives here? Up shit creek.
Posted by Mrs. Squirrel @ 7:33 pm
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July 13th, 2010 at 9:35 pm, Britt Says:
Oh dear!
July 14th, 2010 at 7:08 pm, SJ Says:
Oh snap! And also? I’m glad I’m not the only one that gets on the hubs for throwing balls in the house, or near objects that could break. I mean, really?