This week, it is my honor to co-host my favorite blog-hop! (Besides mine, shameless plug) When the call went out for new sentences for Finish the Sentence Friday I thought about how much I enjoy the topics that can be turned to the funny side of things. So I offered “Once I saw the biggest…” And the powers that be accepted me! So here I am, sharing a page with bloggers I have followed and admired for ages with my contribution to Finish the Sentence Friday, I hope you have fun with it too!
Stop me if you’ve heard this story before. Well – don’t – how about you pretend you weren’t one of the 5 people who had nothing better to do on Thanksgiving but read a different version of this story? And in return I will make it more interesting for you.
Scene: Sometime in November, frigid, too much time spent shopping for unnecessary items at Michael’s because all items were an additional 40% off, so – you know.
We now join the Kehls (pr. Keels) in their car, returning home from the restaurant that was much too far away.
With 15 minutes to go Husband starts complaining that he has to pee. Really.
Wife: Dude, you know they had a bathroom at the restaurant don’t you?
Husband, sarcastically: Yes, wife. Please drive faster.
Wife: Because, I can start treating you like our son, and remind you to pee before we get in the car, you know – if that would help?
Husband shoots laser daggers out of his eyes.
Wife, refusing to risk the life of her Most Precious Son, chooses to let Husband suffer.
When the Kehls finally arrive in the narrow, snow-filled driveway, Husband does the jump and run while the car is still moving. The Most Precious Son runs after him – leaving Wife to lug all the bags in – as usual.
After completing her fifth trip Wife removes the layers off winter gear and sighs as she feels the warmth of the kitchen. Looking up she sees the Most Precious Son waiting for her, vibrating with excitement.
Most Precious Son: Mom! Roscoe pooped on the floor by the front door! (Roscoe’s favorite “spot”)
Wife, incredulous: No he didn’t. (Surely MPS is joking because Roscoe has been housebroken for ages)
Most Precious Son: Yes he did mom! And you should see all the pee! There’s tons and tons of pee!
Wife, dejectedly: Man, this is just what I need right now.
Most Precious Son: And mom! Wait until you see the poop, it’s Gigantic!
Wife wearily grabs a bunch of plastic grocery bags, the vinegar and water spray and the paper towels, shoots Roscoe a dirty look and a “naughty boy!” and trudges to the front door.
Yes, the mess was right in front of the hall bathroom, which was still occupado, as Husband calls through the door: What? He peed on the floor? Why did he pee on the floor?
Right, exactly the question Wife was pondering, Why? NOT. The only Why she was pondering was Why was she the one who always cleaned up the dogs messes.
Wife to Husband: Dude, didn’t you see it? You had to walk right over it to get to the bathroom!
Husband: I don’t know, I had to go so bad I just ran here, I probably jumped over it.
Wife rolls her eyes, only a husband would jump over pee and not remember.
Wife looks down and her eyes pop out of her head cartoon style! It was gigantic: Husband, are you sure you didn’t poop on the floor?
Husband: What?! Of course I didn’t poop on the floor!
Wife: Man, this poop is gigantic! Roscoe must have held it forever!
At this point, Husband opens the door and says in classic Husband fashion (which is laughing like it’s no big deal and not acknowledging that there is a wife on her hands and knees cleaning the floor): Wow! I can’t believe that didn’t rip his butt open!
Wife: Husband! That’s disgusting! (Although he has a point, Roscoe only weighs 18 pounds, it is pretty big.)
Suddenly Wife realizes Most Precious Son is awfully quiet, and watching her clean (which is odd when there is an iPad/TV/Dog to torture).
Most Precious Son: Mom, Roscoe didn’t poop on the floor.
Wife stops in mid wipe. The cogs in her brain start turning; processing, processing, processing. Could it have been Daisy? No, she’s only 10 pounds. Tilting her head to show her question mark eyebrows she looks at Most Precious Son.
Most Precious Son: Mom, it was me
Wife: What? (surely hear ears are broken)
Most Precious Son: It was me.
Wife: You went to the bathroom on the floor?!
Now Most Precious Son is talking really fast: Well, I came in the house and I really had to go to the bathroom and I got here and poppy was already in the bathroom and it was already coming out and I didn’t know what to do so I pulled my pants down and went to the bathroom here.
Wife, still not processing: What?
Most Precious Son: I did it mom!
Wife thinks for a moment and then yells: Dude! Husband! It was Isaiah!
Husband yells back from the kitchen where he is eating something disgusting and can’t tear himself away to answer politely: What was Isaiah?
Wife walks towards the kitchen since manners do not escape her notice: Isaiah went to the bathroom on the floor!
At this point it was all up for grabs, Wife begins laughing so hard she almost peed on the floor. And although Most Precious Son was really sorry, she didn’t even care, she really felt bad for her Most Precious Son! And then finally, all of her wheels clicked in to place, and it was like she was seeing everything brand new. How had she missed the clues? Most Precious Son wasn’t wearing the same pants he had worn all day – new clothes, giant poop, and a husband who jumped over a disgusting mess and didn’t notice?
Wife knew this would be a story for the ages. Someday she would say to her grandchildren, “Did I ever tell you about the day I saw the most gigantic poop laying on my front hall floor?”
This post was for Finish the Sentence Friday, the sentence was “I once saw the biggest…”
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