Today while working at home, it was in the afternoon, and I was just about to lay on the couch to take my nap at lunch time. I heard several voices outside, and figured it was the kids from across the street. I had already closed the blinds so I could sleep, and did not go look immediately what was up.
I kept hearing them and it sounded a bit raucous, and like they were directly in front of my house. I looked out through the blinds and saw they apparently have a toddler in diapers... and this kid was trucking down the middle of the street alone. The lazy-azz Dad was standing in the yard watching the little tyke make his escape. However the Dad was at least calling the 12-er boy to go fetch the feral kid.
Well big bro did a fine job of toting the wiggly legged sprout back home. But then I saw also coming up the road was their little 8-er in just his undies. I reckon the toddler and the 8-er were playing in the yard or something. Then maybe the toddler took off, so the 8-er perhaps chased after him, but slipped down on the pavement, ripped his undies and stubbed his toe, because he was sure favoring his left foot coming up the road. I could see he had about a 3-4 inch rip on the left cheek of his undies too. Poor lil guy.
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