Funny Friday Stories to End the Week
So, we're all in some hot beach-type vacation area, staying in a huge condo on a high floor. We're burned and sandy, and we all pack into the elevator to go up and eat lunch, along with four blue-haired old beach ladies, who are discussing how they all hate and fear bugs and creatures.
Medium-sized son has been out doing his normal nature-boy thing, and he has a big plastic bag in his hand, full of his finds. I have no idea what's in it, but then I hear it make a noise.
He hears it, too, and his reaction is to sort of jump and drop the bag.
Well, he's been catching crabs in the dunes. Ten or fifteen crabs scuttle out of the bag, and start running around the elevator floor, to the screaming and jumping of the blue-hairs. It was like a very loud and frantic scene from a Three Stooges movie.
We never did make friends with those people after that.
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