Whenever my friends get together, it's usually at Nicks house. Dating back to high school when his old house was right next to the school, it's sort of been our unofficial headquarters. We all hung out at my house a couple of times, but it never really took as a hangout spot.
That all changed the day I moved out and my brother Glenn took over my old room (with most of my stuff still in there.) Now there's like five kids crammed in there at any given time. They bring their girlfriends. They stay the night. My old room is now the place to be.
The other day, a bunch of his friends came over. Somehow, my grandmother made her way into the middle of the pack, and they all came in together. Since the 18-year-olds towered over her, she pretty much got in the house undetected, until she spoke up.
"Oh, you have a lot of company."
My brother and his friends disappeared into his room for 36 hours, while my grandmother shuffled over to couch and sat down to talk to my mom. She was very distraught.
"Well, I was outside feeding a little bird, and a squirrel came over and ate it right up. It didn't leave anything, not even the legs."
My dad, who was bringing my mom a glass of milk, did everything he could to stifle his laughter so he wouldn't spill the milk all over the place.
"A squirrel ate the bird?"
"Yes. It ate the whole thing right in front of me. There was nothing left."
"Are you sure it didn't just fly away?"
"Deb, I was standing right there, the squirrel ate the bird."
"Squirrels don't eat birds."
"I'm telling you, this squirrel ate the bird. Legs and all."
My parents said they couldn't stop laughing about the thought of killer squirrels. My dad said he saw a gray cat later in the day, and that's probably what she saw. Personally, I think she was throwing bread at a pile of leaves the whole time, like Mr. Magoo.
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