Back in the 80s, on a random day, my sister and I went off for another day to school. Late Spring. Warm, beautiful. Just another day. Me in 5th grade, my sister in 2nd.
Later that morning, my sister and I were summoned from class to the office. Our Mom and Stepfather were there, saying we had dentist appointments that day, and would be leaving.
Huh?
We got to the car and Mike said, "You aren't going to the dentist. We're busting you out of this joint! We're going to the zoo!"
And just like that, we were on I-75 South, heading to Cincinnati in the Honda Prelude, windows rolled down, and Van Halen blasting. They'd let us get ready and leave for school knowing the whole time it was a travesty! A sham! A hoodwink!
If you have kids that age, run that psy-op on them! I'm 51 years old, sipping beer, remembering how great and awesome that was.
Later that morning, my sister and I were summoned from class to the office. Our Mom and Stepfather were there, saying we had dentist appointments that day, and would be leaving.
Huh?
We got to the car and Mike said, "You aren't going to the dentist. We're busting you out of this joint! We're going to the zoo!"
And just like that, we were on I-75 South, heading to Cincinnati in the Honda Prelude, windows rolled down, and Van Halen blasting. They'd let us get ready and leave for school knowing the whole time it was a travesty! A sham! A hoodwink!
If you have kids that age, run that psy-op on them! I'm 51 years old, sipping beer, remembering how great and awesome that was.