tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13519734.post5073989907614787565..comments2023-08-02T10:45:09.431-05:00Comments on The ChockleyBlogs: Report from Southeast MemphisStephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05844808198833729652noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13519734.post-10970879171793323622008-02-07T15:49:00.000-06:002008-02-07T15:49:00.000-06:00Well I thought it was funny..."How do I tell them ...Well I thought it was funny...<BR/><BR/>"How do I tell them that due to the unfreezing process..."Philliphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03256570764228952113noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13519734.post-84753161019073883772008-02-06T17:00:00.000-06:002008-02-06T17:00:00.000-06:00uhh-what?carrieuhh-what?<BR/>carrieAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13519734.post-41873293505883719012008-02-06T14:01:00.000-06:002008-02-06T14:01:00.000-06:00When I was a kid, every time the wind picked up an...When I was a kid, every time the wind picked up and the clouds turned gray I was CONVINCED that we were all about to meet our maker at the hands of the fiercest tornado this side of the rainbow.<BR/><BR/>One evening I was in full freak-out mode. My dad, in a move that I can only assume was passed down to him like his fathers before him, brought me outside, sat me in my swingset, and told me to sit there. Through the whole storm.<BR/><BR/>I sat there, petrified, glaring at the clouds, just waiting to see a funnel cloud. It rained. A lot. I was soaked. But no tornado.<BR/><BR/>When it was over, dad came outside and got me, helped me change clothes, and let me watch the weatherman on tv a little. He never really said anything else about it. <BR/><BR/>And here's the part where you'd expect me to say I was never afraid of a tornado again. But sorry, tornadoes still scare the bejesus out of me. I was still scared; I just made damn sure never to voice my concerns to dad anymore.<BR/><BR/>I tell that story now mostly because I figure the statute of limitations has passed for whatever child abuse laws dad violated in TN (though he's still on the hook for all that crystal meth and gun-running). That and because you all will understand more when I let him rot in whatever old folks home he inevitably ends up in.<BR/><BR/>Your time will come old man; oh yes, your time will come.Philliphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03256570764228952113noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13519734.post-45621963152355927022008-02-06T12:16:00.000-06:002008-02-06T12:16:00.000-06:00lol you are funny...at first i was thinking chip w...lol you are funny...at first i was thinking chip wanted to take pictures, but yes, it makes much more sense to steal appliances!Stacey Greenberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14716896540454461639noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13519734.post-4174205871054070182008-02-06T09:43:00.000-06:002008-02-06T09:43:00.000-06:00Always showing off the parenting skills with the k...Always showing off the parenting skills with the kids sitting safely in the middle of the house. The Quartet spent the evening with their faces pressed against the windows, watching our front yard flood. <BR/><BR/>Too bad about Dora, but I suppose it's always better to err on the side of caution.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12161131180746249142noreply@blogger.com