Ok, so my wife and I were not married at the time of this incident, but I knew then that I was in for an interesting relationship with the ole’ in-laws.
Lori’s brother “Mitch” stayed with us for a while. Lori was pregnant with our first son. I was working in a factory. Mitch was away from his parents, so he went a litte wild.
The story goes a little something like this:
Lori and I were in bed. Mitch got home late and brought a friend with him. He stayed up well into the night/morning hours partying. At one point I had to get up and tell them to keep it down so we could sleep. I got up early and went to work. Apparently Mitch didn’t make it to work.
Mitch worked with his father. So when he didn’t show up apparently “Tim” got upset. That part I knew. What I didn’t know was why he was upset.
This is the good part. This is the “Remember: You just gotta laugh” part.
When confronted by his father “Tim”, “Mitch” told him that it was not him, but I who threw a “wild party” that kept HIM up all night. Apparently when HE got up to tell us to quite down I dared him to put a whole can of Skoal (chewing tabacco) in his mouth. Apparently this made him VIOLENTLY ILL and it was because of that horrific experience that he was not able to make it into work.
Now I’m all for helping people out in a jam. Had he approached me and told me what his plan was, then maybe we could’ve refined it a little, and pulled it off. But he acted like nothing of the sort happend. He didn’t know why his father would come up with such a story. He was lying straight to my face. It was at that moment that I knew, I wasn’t dealing with a normal, well adjusted person.
Well, I hope you had a good laugh at my expense. I’m actually laughing myself at the absurdity of the situation. To his defense though, I did chew Skoal at that time, although I NEVER dared him to put a whole can in his mouth.
The next post I’ll introduce you to Lori’s sister Lucy!