It all started when Robyn was sleeping and Trey came over and placed Scott in her bathroom and shut the door. All hell broke lose the next morning when she opened the door to find a 6 foot man staring at her. I had no idea this was going on, but she decided to use that against me. I got home from work that same day, was taking off my jewelry and putting it back in the closet, when I found ole Scott camping out in my closet. Scared the ever-living crap out of me.
Since then, we continuously move Scott around the house for different effects. We often end up scaring ourselves half to death when we forget where we put him. It's really great to put him in the guest bathroom downstairs and shut the door. I love nothing more than to have people come over, go into the bathroom and then run out screaming. Gosh it's greatness.
Scott will never get old, and the "You effing bitch! Scott is so scary!" text messages between Robyn and me will never die...at least not for a while.
Would you not be freaked out if you went home and unexpectedly saw this man glaring over you?
2 comments:
That is hysterical! Before I "got it", I was wondering why your brother was hiding all over your house! I miss you so much!
I love it! I love Scott! Can we please take him on the float with us next year?
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