Incident on a Saturday Afternoon, mid 1980s (true story)
This is the third time I've run up these stairs because I thought you'd fallen and hurt yourself. Now, dammit, cut that out! I'm never going to get the laundry finished. Okay, Mom. We're sorry. (Footsteps down the steps, the slam of the dryer door, sound of water running.) (Another resounding crash... Sign in to see full entry.