Thank God for small miracles:

Hello! Today I got done work 45 minuets early and after the first 5 minutes of waiting for my bus – I was bored silly.

Then a guy pulled up in a car – got out and went and took a package out of the front passenger side and put it in the back seat. When he went to get another package out of the front seat he smacked him self in the head with the car door. Because I knew he was the bastard that used to always give my son’s and their friends a hard time simply because they were hanging out and trying to smoke a doobie in peace. I turned around – sucked back the chuckles – put on my concerned face – turned around and said are you OK?

When he said he was OK I said man I thought you were practicing for Americas funniest videos or something.

You should have seen his face it started matching the red mark caused by the car door.

He also started remembering me – I was the guy who told him at least 20 times in the past – no there cool kids – and once F- you.

As far as a possible miracle goes it wouldn’t be in me getting off work early and seeing a bastard get hit in the head with a car door today. It would be in being blessed with a couple of boys who had the coolness in the past to just say to this guy – Ok man no problem and move to a different location – so that cops wouldn’t be sent to dear old dad and ma’s house. Cheers!

 

I dont get it. What does him getting hit by the car door have anything to do with the miricle of your son moving?

 

haha thats funny

 

The mircale is that your kids have parents who let them smoke.

 

Or sometimes you got to fight for your kids right to party! (stole that from the Beastie Boys) Cheers!