MAD HOUSE, EPISODE 1
There I am, innocently enjoying a cup of coffee and a bit of surfing (internet variety, I don’t go in for the other sort, gimme a break), when my little brother screams at me from the kitchen.
Little bro: MAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIII! HELP! There’s a needle stuck in my foot.
Mai: A what stuck in your foot? Just a minute …
Mai goes into kitchen. Little bro is hopping on one leg and announcing that he is dying. Mai looks and sees needle stuck in little bro’s foot, with black cotton threaded through it. Mai has NOOOO idea how needle got on kitchen floor. Mai attempts to pull needle out of little bro’s foot.
Little bro: Don’t pull it out! I’ll die!
Mai: What else am I supposed to do with it?
Mai pulls out needle. Little bro remains alive.
Little bro: Is there blood on it?
Mai: No. Next time try shoes or slippers.
Little bro returns to eating pasta, Mai returns to coffee and surfing, assuming crisis is over. A few minutes pass quietly and peacefully by.
Little bro: AAAGGGHHH!!!
Mai: What is it NOW?
Little bro: OOOOOOOOOOOH MYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY GOOOOOOOOOOOOOD
Mai goes into kitchen and discovers floor covered in fusilli, mushrooms, bits of tomato and pasta sauce. Little bro announces he tripped over something and his pasta went all over his arm on its way to the floor and he is now scarred for life (he isn’t). Mai tells little bro to leave kitchen and she will cook him some more pasta. Little bro leaves kitchen to go watch TV. Mai screams (therapeutically) and starts cooking.
Moral of Story: don’t leave your little bro by himself in the kitchen ever.
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