Tuesday, August 23, 2005

Silence Is Golden?

The Wench Mum has recently been silent since I moved out of that dreadfully messy house of hers on July 31st. I thought I was spared from some of her crazy antics until I got a call from her on Sunday morning as I was doing the house work.

"Hello Dear! Just called to say hello, and to see how you are?!"

(you can't see me, mum. I am on the other end of a "normal" phone?!)

"I'm fine mum, just mopping the floor."

"Oh you know I've been doing fine -- yesterday we had the local community bazaar and I decided to get rid of some of your brother's stuff that has been lying around here for a while."

"What? You mean all his T-shirts and stuff, right?"

"No, no. All those toys he had of Ultraman, that 'Star Wars' thing -- oh, that round plastic thing was a bit heavy to carry."

"Mum, you don't mean you sold his collector's item 'Death Star' to a local flea market, did you? All those 'toys' are worth a lot! I hope you got good money for those things, otherwise he will be pissed off!!"

**Silence**

"Well, I gave some of it away to the kids -- they like toys you know. Remember when you were a kid and.... blah, blah, blah, blah, blah..."

Boy, my brother is going to be pissed off when he finds out his Star Wars (originally series) collection is now in the hands of some 5 year old who has no concept of the value of the piece of plastic he is happily smashing onto the floor.

Can someone remove her genes from me?

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