*sigh* I'm loosing my touch. (Warning: Hi-jacked by Em)

[Bunnylady]

Oh, trust me she knows that guy. He has never been far from the surface.

Have I told you that when we met, Critter's hair was longer than mine is now (shoulder length)? His "inner hippy" is never far from the surface, either.

Sounds like you are enjoying the house full of family!

 

[sourland]

So, in the past I have expressed my fear of Chucky and the fear that he was due to reappear.

We were almost finished with the monumental task of opening gifts, and I actually thought, "This is good, Chucky is not coming this year." Instantly the Gypsy Princess as if reading my mind says, "Oh, look here's a present for George. Who got this one." Dead silence. No one would lay claim to the gift - I immediately knew. I was forced to open the 'gift', and yes indeed there was Chucky. Believe it or not while walking through Amsterdam's working district last year one of the ladies had a Chucky in the window. I can not begin to imagine what wares she was selling, but the Princess took a picture as I hastened down the street. I was gifted this picture in a nice frame.

This is no where near as scary as a Chucky doll would have been.



edited for update: I immediately put Chucky in his frame out on the deck railing. My dear son in conjunction with one of my grandsons decided to bring the picture inside and put it on the night stand on my side of the bed. The glass in the picture shattered!

This may be worse than the last Chucky doll. Friends, I am scared. If I turn up missing, Chucky did it.

 

[Bunnylady]

Oh, dear. I was wondering if the picture was going to develop a life of its own - and it's already coming true!

Sleep with one eye open, George.

 

[sourland]

He's gone! Chucky and his frame are gone. I am the patriarch. Where is the respect? Why do these people of my blood torment me? Now I must be careful, for he will turn up. I will check the bed before going to sleep. The Chucky doll frequently turned up there until I burned him in a bonfire.

 

[EmtheFishLady]

The bed? The shower would be funnier.

 

[sourland]

I found the Chucky picture in my underwear drawer. He is now residing inside my son's pillow for tonight.

 

[Bunnylady]

Somehow, this reminds me of the children's story about Flat Freddy.

It occurs to me that "Flat Chucky" has possibilities that his predecessor hadn't. Because "Flat Chucky" is essentially two-dimensional, he can be in places that the 3 dimensional version never could go. Without his frame, Flat Chucky could be hiding under your computer keyboard, between the pages of a newspaper/magazine/book; he could fall out from between things hanging in a closet - why, the possibilities are endless!

How's your heart, George? It may be in for a workout.

 

[sourland]

Apparently it was my daughter in law's pillow.

Oh where, oh where will Chucky show up??????

Just played 'Apples to Apples' with my grand children. They are illogical.

Yes, I lost.

 

[Tanichca]

Sour, my pregnant sister was the judge at Apples To Apples at her fiancées house... The green card was "beautiful" and her fiancées brother put down "having a baby." Needless to say, he won.

 

[sourland]

"Hangnail" - play at anytime for anything if I am the judge. Sourland, obsessive about hangnails.