"Wow. That was a bit more difficult than I expected. But freaking fun!"
Well, the results from the "great adventure" are in. Now we just need to wait for our uncle to drop by and check out our very first batch of work!
Washing those ginormous beasts was a bit more difficult than I had calculated. Once it gets the suds on it...let the slipping commence. Fortunately or unfortunately, there wasn't as much ass cracking as I had expected. There was once, though, when my sister was trying to go down the slide smoothly, but is was a FAIL. I was at the bottom ready to stop her from meeting her doom, which I did. The results of that little fiasco was just a bunch of laughing and my own sister between my legs. Oh, how wrong that sounds.
"That was the most lesbian experience of my life," is what she told me.
Yes. Yes it was.
Well, it's not as dirty as you're thinking.
This experience did inspire to write a novel called "Suds in a Bucket." Ha!
Now Hay and I are running around with skanky looking hair. As usual, mine tends to curl a lot worse than hers - damn you naturally curly hair. You bring the feeling of "woe is me" to the remains of my heart.
I'll probably add on to this entry after our uncle inspects the bounce house water slide...things. All in all, it was very amusing. Fun, too. Grandma pitched in and helped out all the way through. We got to have chocolate muffins afterwards!
Good news! Nobody filmed us slipping on our asses!
:D
Edit coming shortly.
EDIT:
Well, after trying to make an attempt to yank out about a million splinters festooning my toes and bottom of my foot...I decided to give up and get some dinner.
These next bounce houses we are going to wash are going to be epic! Since Hay wasn't there while we were cleaning up the last batch and dishing out the new...she gets to clean off every single palm leaf. Muwahaha! But she doesn't know it yet. Don't tell!
We had to dispose of some tree branches since them and the bounce house were getting, shall we say, intimate.
But I'll give more turkey stuffing on these babies after tomorrow's adventure.
Thanks for reading! Ta ta!
Washing those ginormous beasts was a bit more difficult than I had calculated. Once it gets the suds on it...let the slipping commence. Fortunately or unfortunately, there wasn't as much ass cracking as I had expected. There was once, though, when my sister was trying to go down the slide smoothly, but is was a FAIL. I was at the bottom ready to stop her from meeting her doom, which I did. The results of that little fiasco was just a bunch of laughing and my own sister between my legs. Oh, how wrong that sounds.
"That was the most lesbian experience of my life," is what she told me.
Yes. Yes it was.
Well, it's not as dirty as you're thinking.
This experience did inspire to write a novel called "Suds in a Bucket." Ha!
Now Hay and I are running around with skanky looking hair. As usual, mine tends to curl a lot worse than hers - damn you naturally curly hair. You bring the feeling of "woe is me" to the remains of my heart.
I'll probably add on to this entry after our uncle inspects the bounce house water slide...things. All in all, it was very amusing. Fun, too. Grandma pitched in and helped out all the way through. We got to have chocolate muffins afterwards!
Good news! Nobody filmed us slipping on our asses!
:D
Edit coming shortly.
EDIT:
Well, after trying to make an attempt to yank out about a million splinters festooning my toes and bottom of my foot...I decided to give up and get some dinner.
These next bounce houses we are going to wash are going to be epic! Since Hay wasn't there while we were cleaning up the last batch and dishing out the new...she gets to clean off every single palm leaf. Muwahaha! But she doesn't know it yet. Don't tell!
We had to dispose of some tree branches since them and the bounce house were getting, shall we say, intimate.
But I'll give more turkey stuffing on these babies after tomorrow's adventure.
Thanks for reading! Ta ta!
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