On Sundays my parents always come to Fox Hill to have dinner
and spend the evening with us.
Last night when it started to get late we walked
them to their car and said goodbye.
After they left, the Little Nies begged me to play a basketball game with them.
(You know, I did play a little ball in high school
so I am pretty much really awesome).
Anyway, the game came to a sudden halt when Mr. Nielson challenged me
to a hot and heavy game of speed--which I agreed to.
It then ended when I was totally beating him and he cheated,
and then felt stupid, and then I laughed so hard that
I wet my pants right in the driveway.