So, the wife and I are working in the garage last night (on a sugarglider cage), when we notice some neighborhood kids (ages 8-13) zooming around the street on their electric scooters.
Dont think much of it, they're always running around doing something.
Then she notices them at the end of our driveway, trying to be inconspicuous.
Dont think much of it, they're kids.
15 minutes later, I hear a small voice from the driveway asking "excuse me, can I ask you a question"
I look up, and there are 2 9-10 yr old girls at the end of the driveway. "Sure" I say.
"Is that REAL"?
I look around the garage, noice the scuba tanks, the jeep, the misc junk, nothing unsual, turn back to them and say "Is what real"
They look at each other, then one says "that b-b-b-body".
I look over, and notice the wife's drysuit, hanging on the drying rack we have for them, and start laughing.. then explain what a drysuit is.
From their perspective, its a headless, handless body, hanging upside down from the ceiling of the garage.
Dont think much of it, they're always running around doing something.
Then she notices them at the end of our driveway, trying to be inconspicuous.
Dont think much of it, they're kids.
15 minutes later, I hear a small voice from the driveway asking "excuse me, can I ask you a question"
I look up, and there are 2 9-10 yr old girls at the end of the driveway. "Sure" I say.
"Is that REAL"?
I look around the garage, noice the scuba tanks, the jeep, the misc junk, nothing unsual, turn back to them and say "Is what real"
They look at each other, then one says "that b-b-b-body".
I look over, and notice the wife's drysuit, hanging on the drying rack we have for them, and start laughing.. then explain what a drysuit is.
From their perspective, its a headless, handless body, hanging upside down from the ceiling of the garage.
