T: Hear that?
Me: Nope.
T: You don’t hear those sirens?
Me: Nope
T: The helicopters?
Me: Nope.
T: Are you deaf?
Me: What?
T: Fine. I’m going to go look.
Me: Why?
T: Because I want to know what’s going on.
Me: Your nosy.
T: No, I’m inquisitive.
Me: Nosy.
Me: Don’t you think that multiple sirens and helicopters are an indication you should stay INSIDE?
T: Nope.
*disappears in bedroom and reappears a few minutes later*
Me: Why are you dressed like Rambo?
T: I can’t investigate without the proper gear.
Me: Really? Don’t you think full camo and black paint are a bit much?
T: I can’t let the enemy see me.
Me: The enemy?
T: *whispers* The criminals.
Me: What is that sticking out of your back pocket? Is that the kid’s magnifying glass?
Me: Have you taken your meds today?
T: Aw, come on. I want to go investigate, collect evidence, solve a crime. Like CSI.
Me: You need to lay off the coffee and take that crap off before you get yourself arrested.
T: Ohhh, think they’ll let me sit up front and run the sirens?
Me: WHEN you get arrested for hindering a police investigation, do not call me. I don’t know you.
3 comments:
Dear T I'm down with your investigating. I got my camo and warpaint. FYI in the south it's not nosy it's called being an informed citizen.
LOL. So, did they let him run the siren? ;)
Jay-Do not encourage him. lol It's nosiness.
Amanda-The police know T and his "investigating". lol They hide when they see him coming.
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