There’s a dummy in the house.
Not the usual one either.
Only at MY house would there be a real live dummy!
(well, he’s not really alive but you know what I mean)
This is a story from some time ago
so bear with me.
Mortimer Snerd
was found at Goodwill by none other than the Tpot and Mimi.
Not to be outdone by their brother,
MamasBoy, who had always
played tricks on them,
the two sisters
decided that pay-back
was in order.
The first call woke him up late at night.
When Mamasboy answered a voice rasped,
"Let me out of this box!"
Being a quick thinker,
even in the dead of night,
Mamasboy looked at the number
and it was not one he recognized.
He hit redial and a sleepy voice answered...
"Yeah..whaddaya want?"
He apologized, said he had a wrong number, and hung up.
Little did he know that for the next few weeks
he would be plagued by phone calls from strange numbers,
and have even stranger remarks
rasped into his phone.
AND Little did he know that his sisters
had cajoled other people into letting them use their phone
at any given moment to make a call.
First MamasBoy called Mimi,
"Knock it off"he told her.
"Knock what off?" she asked quite innocently..."
Yeah...like you don’t know-quit calling me".
"I’m not" she replied very seriously.
Then he called Tpot-
Very funny!" he told her.
"What’s funny?" she asked.
You know what’s funny," he told her,
"and quit calling me".
"I’m NOT calling you", she said
and asked what he was talking about.
The calls got more and more desperate
and the raspy voice got louder-
"LET ME OUTTA THIS STINKING BOX- I CAN’T BREATHE".
Now MamasBoy worked with police departments at the time,
so he did a little follow up on the phone calls.
Nothing made any sense and
he still couldn’t figure it out.
He even called me to ask if I
was in on the joke...
I played dumb
and let me tell you-
I am so good at that you would think it was real-
hey-watch your mouth-I heard that...
I told him I had no idea what was going on.
Finally, when he was to the point of
being totally freaked out,
a box arrived at his door.
I think he was afraid to open it-
although he swore he wasn’t.
Inside was a note that said-
GOT YOU DUMMY!
And so they had!
Here’s the sad thing-
He learned to throw his voice and make the stupid thing talk.
You know what was even worse?
He bought another one
at a garage sale and now
Mortimer has a friend, William.
Here’s what’s even sadder-he used them to scare Tpot’s kids when they were little.
Like I said--there is more than
ONE DUMMY
in this family!
You know- like
Dumb and Dumber!
So, there you have it-
your laugh for the day
and a memory recorded here
for future generations....
