The Trouble with Family Traditions
Our camping neighbors, over the years have become part of our family. As with most families, we have developed traditions. One tradition we have is, on the last Saturday of camping season, we build a campfire, have cocktails (a lot of cocktails), and the first person is to fall asleep we prank. This year it was Larry.
Larry is a caring and gentle man, but he is huge, and scary. He stands about 6’3” and about 300 lbs., is muscular and has hands like catchers mitts. I was the first to notice he had dozed off, so fortified by liquid courage, I decided it was time to carry on the family tradition. As delicately as I could I applied blue eye shadow to his eyes, and even managed to paint some of his nails red. Everyone around the fire held their breath as they watched in fear he would awaken. However, I believe that it was their sudden silence that stirred him. I jumped back in anticipation of a swat that would lay me out flat, but thankfully, he was unaware of what I had done. He looked up at me and smiled, I casually smiled back, taking his glass for a refill. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief that trouble was averted, and the prank not discovered. As I replaced his cocktail, I figured I had pushed my luck far enough. The next morning, I awoke to a commotion, and went to investigate. It was Larry, and he was as angry as a bull, he had finally noticed his blue eye shadow and red nails. Running for cover, I heard Larry shout “I will get you back, and I have all winter to plan!”
While most families have their traditions, I hope they don’t cause as much trouble as ours, but I do hope they enjoy them as much. Also, if I turn up missing, I suggest someone search the lake, and start asking Larry some questions.