Originally Posted by
Highstrung
Oh yeah it was Josh. I got to my sister's place, and had fallen into this hellish type trance on the couch. Everything was dark so it was calming. C walked in, and hit the answering machine because E told her she needed to hear something. It was Roland's voice describing a situation, it's just kind of hard to forget his voice and the description he was giving. They asked me to go help, I remember it just because of the situation between me and the wings, plus it's not everyday your get a call to untie somebody naked from a tree. Felt like he was smeared in like Crisco, and maybe glitter and flower. I didn't want to make lighter their situation or make haste, but I knew I wouldn't out of the woods yet... I was probably standing there like a 3 year old that had to pee real bad. Josh had always been so cool that I wasn't going to complain.
That was an old tradition at the house. When someone got engaged, they got gang tackled and wrestled out to the yard, tied to a big oak tree in the yard then anything and everything they could find in the industrial sized refrigerator and kitchen pantry was dumped on the poor new engaged brother. You name it: milk, old lasagna, hot sauce, buttermilk, mustard, cracked eggs, Crisco, mayonnaise, ketchup, jello mix, flour, sugar, grease, spices, old coleslaw, pudding, colored greens, chocolate milk, whatever. Sometimes brothers would leave extra nasty old stuff in the fridge knowing someone's time was coming. After they were good and covered with a menagerie of food nastiness, their fiancée was called to come untie them. As soon as the ladies were present and a nice picture was taken, they would get hosed off and presented to their lady.
"I do not hunt turkeys because I want to, I hunt them because I have to. I would really rather not do it, but I am helpless in the grip of my compulsion"
- Tom Kelly, Tenth Legion, 1973
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