I hate it when some random thing happens in your life and you instantly have a fantastic idea on how to spin it into a blog and then it gets screwed up. Last night as we were sitting down to dinner, Supreme Leader's nose crinkles and she asks, "Who smells, cause it sure isn't Mommy?" I immediately point at Connor. Connor points back at me. Liam points at Connor. Connor points at Liam. I point at Liam. Liam points back at me and we all cackle maniacally. Classic Mexican standoff. Suddenly my head is flooded with Quentin Tarantino and John Woo movies. Do you think I could find a freakin' picture of a bunch of guys pointing guns at each other? I tried True Romance first. Nothing. Pulp Fiction? Nope (though I don't remember one of those from Pulp Fiction). Reservoir Dogs? Just this, but it wasn't really what I was looking for.
The Killer or Hard Boiled?
Both pillars of the Hong Kong action genre, but with only two guys in each shot, still not what I was going for. In the end, I went for the original and was sadly disappointed. Try as I might, I couldn't find a picture of three guys holding guns on each other.
I guess I'd be Clint since I'm the biggest. Liam. Definitely the sombrero.
Who was the culprit? Does it really matter?
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Of course it matters! And doesn't your boy know that who ever smelt it dealt it?
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Did our barking spiders escape? I try to keep them locked in the laundry room, but dammit, someone must have left the door open.
ReplyDeleteI'm guessing it was a mix of the three of you! Thanks for the trip down movie memory lane, even if you couldn't find exactly what you were looking for.
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Considering the fact that you're all boys, why not take the blame for it? You know you're proud!
ReplyDeleteNever take the blame for that if you can blame it on someone else.
ReplyDelete"The Good, The Bad and The Ugly":
Awesome! I forgot to add that to my favorite movie list. I used to have the soundtrack to it, too. If I could just find that cassette...
What about Desporado? Not quite Quintino but close enough and there are those cool guns hidden in the guitar case remember? Man that was a kick ass movie.
ReplyDeleteOr Tarintino...damn I need caffine before I post! ; )
ReplyDeleteStep away from the broccoli....
ReplyDeleteIf SL thinks that things smell bad now just wait. Boys get smellier as they get older. Then they meet a girl. Fresh & clean again.
ReplyDeleteGo ahead, admit it was you.
ReplyDeleteAnother thought: be glad it wasn't like the campfire scene from "Blazing Saddles":
ReplyDeletehttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R6dm9rN6oTs
Phew!
Surfer Jay is correct. He (or in this case she) who smelt it, dealt it. That's right, I'm calling out Supreme Leader....I'm not scared (much, I'm pretty damn far away). Why would you announce something stinks, and in the same breath announce it's NOT you.
ReplyDeleteCameron, SL stepped into the room when I received your message. I believe you've been banned. Also, I can hear some furious typing in the next room. You don't have anything on your site that could lead her back to you, do you?
ReplyDeleteGet a dog.. then you can blame ALL the farts on it. I know. I have two.
ReplyDeleteI think you were reliving dinner
ReplyDeleteas a child, we were just a shade or
2 darker than your exchanges.
There was probably food thrown,
kicks exchanged under the table,
and a furious farting contest that
ensued. My memory is failing but
that seems about right.
Why does no one even think that it
might be Supreme Leader. She might
just be pretending innocents(can't spell).
Bye Cameron. We'll all miss you.
ReplyDeleteHow about the stand-off at the club in Matrix 2? More guns than a, um, gun show...
Captain, I'm safe. Some vague references to the Midwest, but other than that, I'm completely anonymous.
ReplyDelete*shaking head* Boys.
ReplyDeleteHah, I know exactly what you mean about thinking out the blogginess of it in your head before the even is even over. A stinky standoff? Blogworthy indeed (I bet it was you!).
ReplyDeleteIn our household, for some reason, it really matters who dealt it. It must be known. And laughed about. And talked about nonstop...and retaliated with more...
ReplyDeleteit's an endless cycle.
Oh, it was Mommy. She TOTALLY pooted and blamed on you guys.
ReplyDeleteOh, Supreme Leader. You are smooth baby.
ReplyDeleteOh for the love of pete of COURSE it was Reservoir Dogs. When each of 3 guys had their gun pointed at a different guy's head. Crazy intense head-exploding movie watching.
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Nope, it does not matter. All about the memories.
ReplyDeleteWe have bootie-burps here. Do not ask me why we call them that.
obviously it was the wife...don't you know the rules?! You smelt it you dealt it!
ReplyDeleteWhoa. That was a lot of violence for a Sunday morning. (It's Sunday for me) But you know, this sort of thing happens at the Steenky house too.
ReplyDeleteNot to turn on SL, but it's a well known fact that the smeller, is indeed, the feller.
I am so totally in the same boat as your family! With 4 boys of which 3 are still in diapers, a girl who is as gassy as can be and a husband with a so sensitive stomach, we are always playing guessing games at my house.
ReplyDeleteHow about Face/Off?
ReplyDeleteWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! What a predicament!