This is a long rambling story about a gorgeous mother, her fascinating little sister and her stunning daughter.
Once upon a time these three took a trip to the tropical state of Hawaii. The time change wrecked all of their sleep patterns and the two beautiful women and the one darling girl got a little loopy. Nevertheless, they persevered in enjoying many and diverse activities which were made available to them by their wise, and quite beautiful herself, mother and grandmother. (She only fell when she was going down.)
One evening, somewhere around twilight, the grandmother announced a family gathering which the gorgeous mother, her fascinating little sister, and her stunning daughter would be expected to attend. The erstwhile travelers determined that such a gathering would indeed be a worthwhile and enjoyable experience.
And it was.
Somewhere in the course of events (chastisement by a drunk cousin, sushi that was really too warm, poi (yum!!!), and of course, dinner) the ladies found a corner away from the hub of activity, otherwise known as a quiet corner. In this quiet corner was a game known as Bop-It! It was broken, but still playable. They played it.
It was fun.
These quiet, genteel women, and the subdued young lady were not so quiet and genteel or subdued when they got going playing Bop-It. In fact, they got quite silly. But, as the rest of the gathering was also more raucous than a football game, no one noticed.
Emboldened by this seeming neglect, the three Bop-It players began quoting lines from a monumental television event, known to the enlightened world as "The Gilmore Girls". Their favorite quote that evening was "You broke the Bop-It!", but many other quotes followed in its wake.
The giggles started.
On a coffee table in the quiet corner, which was now not quite as quiet as it had been, were wooden farm animals. These animals clucked and mooed and oinked and begged to be played with. The three travelers heard the pleas of these poor animals and listened to them. They started lining them up in order of height. That didn't work so well because as the animals were lined up tallest to shortest the noses of the back animal would always end up right in the butt of the front animal.
That was unacceptable.
For obvious reasons.
In response to this dilemma, the gorgeous mother, her fascinating little sister stunning daughter lined the animals up from shortest to tallest.
It didn't matter.
The wooden animals really just wanted to put their noses into their neighbors butts.
The three tried many arrangements but the animals refused to do anything but sniff each others butts. This caused many fits of giggles and much outright laughter. The quiet corner was anything but quiet now.
In the end, these poor women set the animals exactly how they wanted to be...in a butt train. And then they laughed.
A lot.
And then they laughed some more.
A lot.
And then they started snorting.
And then the rest of the family started wondering what was going on in the quiet corner that was not even remotely quiet anymore.
And the three ladies laughed even harder.
Thus ends the story of the beauties, the Bop-It and the Butt Train.
Family Vacation 2008
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Butt Train or You Broke the Bop-It
Posted by Patti at 7:51 AM
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3 comments:
Very well written! Hurrah!
I have to confess that while I was reading the first thing that came to my mind was "It's time to bring out the Bop It". That was before your Gilmore Girls reference.
Maybe I need help.....or a Bop It....
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