We would roll a ball into the pocket every once and awhile when we were downstairs in the cellar. It kept her parents from coming downstairs and ruining our fun. Ahhh… the days of being young teenagers and wanting to explore the ins and outs of nature and other things.
lightenup Premium Member almost 13 years ago
Sounds like my house, father’s complaint and all :-)
mrgerry298 almost 13 years ago
please add this one to my favorites nd list that I now have
8arkay almost 13 years ago
When all got quiet, Mom would come see what we were up to.
gmonica52 almost 13 years ago
Yes, silence is when you have to worry!
michael.p.pumilia almost 13 years ago
We would roll a ball into the pocket every once and awhile when we were downstairs in the cellar. It kept her parents from coming downstairs and ruining our fun. Ahhh… the days of being young teenagers and wanting to explore the ins and outs of nature and other things.
buttwax almost 13 years ago
I can’t see it on my screen, only a question mark.