There were six of us sharing a large apartment. We were young. We had parties every weekend. We had joy, we had fun.We had seasons in the sun. But the hills that we climbed; were just seasons out of time. Whatever that means.
Anyway, one weekend we played HOT or COLD. I don't know if you're familiar with the game. One person hides something, and the others try to find it. If they get near the item you say warm, luke warm, hot and so on until they find it. If they're away from the item you say cold, colder and so on.
We'd been drinking. We were happy and perhaps light-headed. It was my turn to hide an item. One of the girls thought it would be a great laugh to hide her underpants!
Whilst they all had their eyes closed, I sneaked into the kitchen and put the pants in the oven.
They were useless at finding them. They were miles away. Might as well be in the next country or continent. I kept saying, "Cold ... Colder ... Even more colder ... Coldest ... Freezing ... Polar Regions Freezing Temperature!" But they could not find the girl's undergarment.
Then there was a funny smell from the kitchen. And black smoke. The smoke alarm went on shrieking.
How was I to know that someone had put something in the oven to bake?
I know you're blaming me right now!
I doubt the owner of the pants ever forgave me. They were sheer delicate see-through. She had bought them for her boy friend ... Not for her boy friend to wear ... For her to wear and ...
Oh go on ... blame me as usual.
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Where there's smoke there's fire! LOL! Thanks for the chuckles today, Victor. Blessings!
ReplyDeleteThere was a lot of smoke. I think those pants contained plastic or polyester or something that makes a lot of smoke!
DeleteGod bless, Martha.
Thanks for the laugh.
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Glad you liked it, Regine.
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I can always count on you Victor to bring a big smile to my face...or a deep laugh.. Have a good one today.
ReplyDeleteI'll try to bring more smiles to my readers, Shug. Be happy.
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Of course you are to blame. Some things WE just know from the git-go!
ReplyDeleteThanks for the smiles. YOu B HOT! (Thanks, anyway!)
She suggested I hide her underpants. Why is it my fault? What if I had put them in the freezer?
DeleteGod bless, Jack and Sherry.
Shouldn't play with hot pants. :)
ReplyDeleteGood one, Bill. Great humour; thanx.
DeleteGod bless, my friend.
Hmmm. I wonder if the Lord was a part of this mischief? Perhaps he did not want the frilly thing to be worn?
ReplyDeleteOh dear ... I hope He has a sense of humour or else I'm in real trouble.
DeleteGod bless, Barbara.
What a funny story!
ReplyDeleteMany thanx Kathy. God bless.
DeleteToo funny! My mother used to play the hot/cold game with me when I'd grow bored. Come to think of it, I can still hear her laughter.
ReplyDeletePS - Now I've Seasons in the Sun playing in my head ... it's pleasant!
A great song of memories of times gone by. Oh those were the days my friend we thought they'd never end ...
DeleteGod bless, Mevely.
I too have 'Seasons in the Sun' in my mind.
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Happy Friday wishes Victor, enjoy the weekend too.
All the best Jan
It was certainly a great song, Jan. Happy weekend and God bless you.
DeleteWell, accidents happen. They just seem to happen to you quite a lot.
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