(Orange Beach) My two Deaf boys, Johnny, age 8 and Jeffrey, age 6, are mischievous, never a dull moment, just last night, while taking a bath, they flooded the tub, building an oil rig out of their Erector toy set, all while having an erection due to the excitement of the moment, causing an oil spill using the 10W30 can they stolen from the garage, what a mess. The house shaken when they set off an underwater explosion with cherry bombs, the platform sank to the bottom of the tub, setting off the smoke detection, what's the hell going on in the bathroom, I got to put a stop to all these nonsense, caught them in time as they were about to push the whirlpool button to stimulate a hurricane, would've been worst. The plumber on his way, the skimmer they bought at "Toy R Us" ain't going to do the job, it's money down the drain. I laughed when both grabbed their testicles to show me, "Look, Dad, Tarballs." They have a lot of explaining to do, trying to get away by saying that BP meant "boys playing," and I responded angrily, "No," that BP meant "boys punished." This time their lubricated butts saved them, sending them straight to bed after hosing and scrubbing them down. They were somewhat disappointed unable to exposed their "tarballs" to their sandbox playmates. "Now wait until your mom gets home."
This is Smokey, stay tuned for the next episode of Deaf Anthology. Good night, Deaf America!
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