- Sep 9, 2000
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Most of you have heard my stories and i'm sure some of you wonder if they are really true. Well this story not only proves they are true but tells you where i get it from.
The story starts out around 7am in the morning with my Dad brushing his teeth in the bathroom. As he's standing there looking out the window he sees this 5 foot icicle hanging from the upper roof. Well being a Strohm he gets the bright idea to go on the roof and knock it down before it falls on the kitchen roof putting a hole in the shingles. My Mom tells him good bye (as he's brushing his teeth) and heads downstairs to get her coat and purse to head to work. Next thing she knows she sees my Dad walking past the kitchen window. Mom starts wondering how he got outside without walking past her? Starting to see where this is going? :nod:
Dad comes to the door covered in blood and telling her he needs to goto the hospital. Here he climbed on the roof, gave the icicle a big push and wound up going for a ride with it. To add insult to injury he lands face first on the big icicle he pushed off the roof. The yard looks like someone cut a chickens head off and let it run around. Dad's damage results in 2 black eyes, a split open forehead, afew stitches, several other cuts, a broken finger and bruised neck and shoulder. After a catscan they determined he does have a brain but not much of one. :laugh: He almost qualifies for the Darwin Awards for 2005.
So he Dad's been taken a pretty good razing the past few days and taken it pretty well. So yesterday he makes a sign to wear to church. The sign on his chest says "Linda (my Mom) hit me" and on his back it says " I deserved it".
Here's poor old pop.
The story starts out around 7am in the morning with my Dad brushing his teeth in the bathroom. As he's standing there looking out the window he sees this 5 foot icicle hanging from the upper roof. Well being a Strohm he gets the bright idea to go on the roof and knock it down before it falls on the kitchen roof putting a hole in the shingles. My Mom tells him good bye (as he's brushing his teeth) and heads downstairs to get her coat and purse to head to work. Next thing she knows she sees my Dad walking past the kitchen window. Mom starts wondering how he got outside without walking past her? Starting to see where this is going? :nod:
Dad comes to the door covered in blood and telling her he needs to goto the hospital. Here he climbed on the roof, gave the icicle a big push and wound up going for a ride with it. To add insult to injury he lands face first on the big icicle he pushed off the roof. The yard looks like someone cut a chickens head off and let it run around. Dad's damage results in 2 black eyes, a split open forehead, afew stitches, several other cuts, a broken finger and bruised neck and shoulder. After a catscan they determined he does have a brain but not much of one. :laugh: He almost qualifies for the Darwin Awards for 2005.
So he Dad's been taken a pretty good razing the past few days and taken it pretty well. So yesterday he makes a sign to wear to church. The sign on his chest says "Linda (my Mom) hit me" and on his back it says " I deserved it".
Here's poor old pop.
