So, during our egg hunt, my daughter says she found an egg, but then drops it as it has no color to it. It was pretty well hidden. Likely one belonging to an Easter of some years ago.
I'm sure what happen next qualifies as torture in nearly any handbook on civil defense . . . the wife threw it on the ground to break it open! The smell was awful. Good thing we were done. I half expect the police to show up wondering where the dead body is.
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