I was walking down the hall from my room to go downstairs. My dad was working at the room just at the top of the stairs; I could hear him typing his loud, chicken-pecking way. (I usually have him shut his door when I am asleep because I can hear this from my room with
my door closed) Just as I reach the top of the stairs, I hear a thunderous boom that makes me jump out of my skin and causes me to scream bloody murder. Then I realize, oh. That is just my dad, sneezing.
3 comments:
It's usually me that has those types of sneezes...hopefully I won't scare you too
Ha ha. Mark does the same thing, I'm sure my nerves are totally shot!
haha. I'm so happy I was present for this, funniest part of my week
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