by aardvark » Tue Apr 18, 2006 11:46 pm
At 6:50 a.m. this morning I was sound asleep in bed, when all of a sudden "BANG". Suddenly, I open my eyes, just laying there, listening. I don't hear anything else and figure I must have been dreaming. So, I roll over with plans to go back to sleep only to see that my wife is also awake.
"What was that?" she asks.
"Dunno. I thought I must have dreamt it" I said.
Eliminating the dream factor I jump out of bed and climb into a pair of trackie pants. I check around the house to make sure someone hasn't climbed into a window or that some electrical piece of equipment hasn't blown up. All good. I check the garage to make sure all my bikes are still in one piece. All good.
I then head out into the front yard figuring that some little prick had thrown something onto my roof, or that maybe the car across the road had backfired. Nothing. I walk onto the road and look up and down the street only to find that there isn't a soul in sight.
I start walking back towards the house, step onto the verandah and find myself on my knees with tears rolling down my face. I manage to crawl back inside, laughing so much my sides hurt.
"What the hell are you doing?" Sally asks.
I tell her. She doesn't find it as funny as I do.
Knowing that no-one will believe my story and that "pics or it didn't happen", I get my camera and take a photo of the source of the noise.
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