The Present

Austin searched me out today to tell me the following situation: "I went into my room and glanced over at my bed. I saw something shiny that looked like a pebble and became excited at the thought that someone had left me a present. Upon further inspection I noticed that it was moving and was indeed, no present. It was a tick!!"

I asked him if he had flushed it. "No way. I want to see that thing suffer! Can I put it on a spoon and light a fire underneath just to see what happens?"

I asked later what ever happened to his "friend" and he said he did the above and drowned him. "It was a fitting death for what he did. He swelled up and looked really gross."

Introduction

Austin is my teen-aged son, who's gift of laughter knows no bounds.

This blog should have been created years ago and I apologize for that. For if it had, it would have already brought the gift of laughter to many more than those viewing right now. If you find yourself laughing at Austin and his antics, jokes and views on life, please share this link with others so they too can benefit from a bit of laughter in their lives as well.

Thank you to all who visit here.