The Disaster My Parents Have Been Preparing For / Mean Mr. Murphy Lightens Up
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The Disaster My Parents Have Been Preparing For Mom pauses Yellowstone and asks dad if he wants anything from the kitchen while she’s getting some Wheat Thins. He says he’d like some Wheat Thins as well. Mom stands from her chair and walks past the family room computer desk into the kitchen when a loud rumble roars from the ground, and the entire house begins to tremble. It shakes madly as glasses fall from cabinets and smash on the floor; the family room carpet rips and the ground caves in. Dad screams as he plunges hundreds of feet into a dark sinkhole. Mom races to stand at the edge. Dad shouts he’s okay; the sofa broke his fall, but he has no idea how to get out of this pit. Mom scans the family room, considering options, and lands on the computer desk. She opens the large drawer on its right side and pulls out an old A/V cable, then another old A/V cable, then another old A/V cable, then another old A/V cable, then another old A/V cable, then another old A/V cable, then an old USB cable, then another old USB cable, then another old USB cable, then another old USB cable, then an old telephone cable I told them they could throw out along with all of these other old cables four years ago, then another old telephone cable, then another old telephone table, then another old telephone cable. She ties them together and hurls the rope into the hole. Dad says it’s a great idea, but it’s not quite long enough. He says he’s scared and hungry, worried he may starve to death.
The Disaster My Parents Have Been Preparing For / Mean Mr. Murphy Lightens Up
The Disaster My Parents Have Been Preparing…
The Disaster My Parents Have Been Preparing For / Mean Mr. Murphy Lightens Up
The Disaster My Parents Have Been Preparing For Mom pauses Yellowstone and asks dad if he wants anything from the kitchen while she’s getting some Wheat Thins. He says he’d like some Wheat Thins as well. Mom stands from her chair and walks past the family room computer desk into the kitchen when a loud rumble roars from the ground, and the entire house begins to tremble. It shakes madly as glasses fall from cabinets and smash on the floor; the family room carpet rips and the ground caves in. Dad screams as he plunges hundreds of feet into a dark sinkhole. Mom races to stand at the edge. Dad shouts he’s okay; the sofa broke his fall, but he has no idea how to get out of this pit. Mom scans the family room, considering options, and lands on the computer desk. She opens the large drawer on its right side and pulls out an old A/V cable, then another old A/V cable, then another old A/V cable, then another old A/V cable, then another old A/V cable, then another old A/V cable, then an old USB cable, then another old USB cable, then another old USB cable, then another old USB cable, then an old telephone cable I told them they could throw out along with all of these other old cables four years ago, then another old telephone cable, then another old telephone table, then another old telephone cable. She ties them together and hurls the rope into the hole. Dad says it’s a great idea, but it’s not quite long enough. He says he’s scared and hungry, worried he may starve to death.