Okay. Margie is awake. Never mind about that, lol we just talked for about 10 minutes...On with the blog!
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So the story begins just because there was a freaking party going on next door. I have been sleeping in the guest bedroom down the hall, and I have no idea what I heard coming from outside, (yes, I was terrified) so, I got up and wandered over to Margie's bedroom to talk to her for a couple of minutes, and what ended up happening was I fell asleep on her couch, while she fell asleep on her twin size mattress... around three a.m, I woke up, and went back to my bedroom.
I didn't turn on the light, and was about to pull back the covers. Okay guys, creepier sound then before, snoring. Snoring? Yes, snoring. Apparently, Tom, Margie's Dad, the-50-something-year-old-retired-wrestler-football-coach-preacher, fell asleep in my bed.
So, I scurry like an elephant mouse right back to Margie's bedroom, shut the door, turn on the lights, and awakened the beast... After I told her about what happened, she went up to the guest bedroom, to figure out what was happening.
So, what happened was: The music from the party next door was way too loud, Tom couldn't fall asleep, so he decided to check and see if I was in the guest bedroom or not, so he could get some rest. I wasn't in there, so I guess he figured we were just fell asleep talking in her room.
Tom woke up, told Marg to get him a flashlight, and he ran out there told them to "Turn their music off now" in his big voice... The music was turned off immediately, but about 10 minutes later, the music was turned on again. Tom fell back asleep in the guest bedroom, Margie fell asleep with her Mom, and I fell asleep in Margie's bed.
I woke up this morning, with Margie on the ground with a blanket over her head. And yeah, here I am now.
Great story of just last night...:)
