Tuesday, April 22, 2008

txt here, txt there...

so... i'm sitting here txting maddy and half watching reaper. i have (thankfully) finished my homework and should prolly be getting in the shower, but what's the fun in that? i just thought i'd update, because the first entertaining thing has happened around me since the lifelight tour concert. okay, we have had a laundry chute in our bathroom since we moved in, but we've never used it. now we know why. my sister just trying to send to some of her clothes do the great abyss down below (not hell, my basement) and the clothes got stuck halfway there. unfortunately this created a little bit of a pickle for the rekkedahl family. my mom was ticked off, my sister was ticked off (cuz she was ticked at) and my brother was ticked off at the world and every ticked off person in it. but, being the little problem solver that he is, he casually went outside (not with out some cursing), grabbed part of the "easy step" cinder-block that him and the posse had demolished after school, and sent it down the chute with thunderous booms. needless to say, the clothes came out, but i don't think we'll be using that method of laundry washing ever again. maybe we'll leave a note for the next family that moves in. keep them from getting any seemingly smart ideas...

[just a little visual reference for those of you "dunder heads" out there. now just imagine it in peices...]
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2 comments:

Melanie said...

heh. and the black parade is dead! didn't come out on the 22nd...

i was disappointed.

(wow had to type that twice cuz my visual verification didn't appear...odd.)

April 23, 2008 at 6:42 PM
Anonymous said...

hahaha. Easy step! hahaha. I love it.

April 23, 2008 at 6:53 PM

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