After dinner, a family that lives a few houses down came over for a little chat. There children, ages 5 and 8, were running around, having a gay-ole time. They were checking out the rocks, trying to catch fish, generally being happy little children.
And then Jeff came outside. He said (in a creepy come get my candy voice) "hey chase me. come get me!!". The little one, Paige, said "NO" and continued to play with her brother. Jeff kept trying to make them chase him, until a brilliant light went off in his head.....wait a minute, I'll chase them. Forty pound Paige didn't know what hit her when 5'9", 180 Jeff came running after her. Paige, SPRINTED to her mother crying, "He scares me! I want to go home NOW". My mom was dying laughing. My dad went to get a beer. The poor mother grabbed her children and left (not happy might I add). Jeff continues to ask the brother "why do I scare her? Hey you, why did I scare your sister?"
Sometimes Jeff, less is more.
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