Most, if not all of my adventures when I was growing up in Weirton, West Virginia, were with my best friend, Ramaine. She lived down the street from me, and we were attached at the hip. We were in Camp Fire Girls together. We rode the school bus together. We had a cabin in the woods together. It seemed like we were laughing all day long.
I was just retelling this story to a friend the other day and thought that I would reblog this post. It is the hardest I have ever laughed in my life.
Posted by Susan Bouclin on July 16, 2012 at 5:33 pm
I also had a best girlfriend who lived close to me and we were together every day. I used to take my dog, a big healthy Doberman Pinscher to the grade school on weekends when no one was around and let him off the leash to run around. He loved to run far away and come screaming back at me so fast without any sign of stopping. It was like a game of chicken. At the last minute I had to decide to swerve left, right or stay in place. One time I made the wrong call and ended up going ass over tea kettle in the air after he hit my legs. Anyway, one day I was there with my bestie. Both the dog and her had wondered off a ways from me. He decided to play chicken with her. I watched it like it was in slow motion when he hit her, flipping her up and on the ground, which was funny enough, but when he came back, straddled her, grabbed the back of her hair with his teeth and started humping her, I fell down on the ground peeing my pants and laughing too hard to even try to call him off. I’m sure for her it was humiliating. Laying there, face down in the grass, being a dogs bitch, but man, that memory still gets me. I wonder why we’re not friends anymore.
Posted by Jumping in Mud Puddles on July 21, 2012 at 6:25 am
I’m glad I wasn’t drinking my Coke right now because I would have been spitting it out all over the computer screen. That is hysterical!! See, you fall down peeing too..lol That is one of the funniest things I have ever read. I can just picture it…..LOL