POTATO WASTE ADVENTURES!
so i got stuck yesterday. didnt think too much of it, because I knew ppl would be able to help me get out. That was until I opened the door and caught a wiff of what i was stuck in...potato waste steven informs me, right after laughing histerically. So I grabbed a couple of big guys. one said they could drive it out. he couldnt. so we got in front of the van and started pushing. after the first push, I had a brown mud line up the front of me like a skunk has down its back. so i told him to stay in and drive it up to the house, because i was going to have to strip down before getting in. I proceded to town, where I spent 45 minutes sitting in the line up for the car wash. it was a successful venture, because for the long wait, and only having to spend 5 minutes in the enclosed area, my moms minivan was spotless....or at least i thought it was...
I got home, came inside and not 10 minutes later was my mom on my heels asking me what i did to the van, because there was an odd smell coming from it. I told her i didnt know what she was talking about, because at the time, i didnt.
well, 8 pm comes around, they go to leave, and soon enough, mom is back at my heels telling me to get in the garage and shovel out the pile of manure from the floor. It was huge. CRAZY!
This morning, I thought nothing of it, but that was until they got home from church and i got attacked again. this time it was:
" ok ashley, did you park in a pile of manure when you went to julies?"
"no"
"what did you park in then?"
"Potato waste"
"did you get stuck in it?"
...this is when i had to tell them the truth...
"Yes"
"Do you think this is funny, because now the whole house smells like hell"
"...you mean potato waste..."
ahhh.....this is when it gets good....
" I bet that stuff is stuck to the bottom of the van. dried on. well i guess we're going to have to take a hose to it, because until then, it isnt going back in the garage..."
he he he ....
ahhh potato waste.
I got home, came inside and not 10 minutes later was my mom on my heels asking me what i did to the van, because there was an odd smell coming from it. I told her i didnt know what she was talking about, because at the time, i didnt.
well, 8 pm comes around, they go to leave, and soon enough, mom is back at my heels telling me to get in the garage and shovel out the pile of manure from the floor. It was huge. CRAZY!
This morning, I thought nothing of it, but that was until they got home from church and i got attacked again. this time it was:
" ok ashley, did you park in a pile of manure when you went to julies?"
"no"
"what did you park in then?"
"Potato waste"
"did you get stuck in it?"
...this is when i had to tell them the truth...
"Yes"
"Do you think this is funny, because now the whole house smells like hell"
"...you mean potato waste..."
ahhh.....this is when it gets good....
" I bet that stuff is stuck to the bottom of the van. dried on. well i guess we're going to have to take a hose to it, because until then, it isnt going back in the garage..."
he he he ....
ahhh potato waste.