whats the deal with love?

whats the deal with love?

A Story by Eyudo

What’s the deal

With love?

 

 

 

 

 

 

He was just an average boy until one day he was gone. He came back to a big surprise and this is his story. Bob lived in a nice quiet city with his mother his whole entire life. He had many neighbors in the house next store, but no one ever stayed long there with him and his mom. They all left because of the train tracks running through the back yard. One woman there was a collector or rare valuable glass things. Train came by and made the house shake, and well you get the rest. She is now in the mental hospital thinking she is an Egyptian clay pot maker. Of course she sits there all day making pots with no clay.

Anyways, on Bob’s fifteenth birthday he went to blow out the candles and make a wish. He had a weird life since he didn’t know almost any of his family and his mom being a comedian. And his mom would always tell corny jokes when it was convenient or not. He wished he had a girl that loved him for who he was and was at least a little hot. He was lonely, no brothers or sisters, dad wasn’t around. He didn’t even have a deranged aunt who loved to pinch his cheeks (on his face) and baby talk him. Although he really didn’t want an aunt anyways.

He made a wish and then went to blow out his candles. Unfortunately his mom opened the window and the wind blew them out first. “Did I just hear the fire alarm go off from all those candles?” his mom joked. “Ha ha, very funny mom. Make sure the fire department is here for your birthday then. We wouldn’t want to burn down the house.” he said. His mom smirked. “So Bob, what did you wish for?” his mom asked. “You’re not suppose to tell or it won’t come true.” he told her. “Well as long as you didn’t wish for a hot girl to come to the door who loves you its ok.” she said.

There was a knock on the door and Bob when to answer it. “Mom, there’s a hot girl at the door who loves me” he yelled. “Really?” “No its just the mail.” he said with a snicker. Another knock on the door. This time it was a young blonde blue-eyed girl. “My name is Penny and I’m your new neighbor.” “My name is Bob.” he said with his jaw dropped. “Maybe we can hang out sometime.” “Sure.” he said. His mom came into the room and her jaw dropped too. “Bob! Alright young man, no more birthday wishes for you.” “What? I didn’t wish for it! Ironic isn’t it?”

They spent much time together. They couldn’t be separated. Especially when his mom was telling jokes. If she wasn’t there he would go and get her. You would too if your mom joked about corn for an hour.

After 2 more years and was seventeen, he was driving. Then something happened and his dad called. “Hello?” he answered. “Hi, is Bob there? I’m his dad and I wanted to tell him he actually has a dad.” “Dad? Is it you? Where have you been all my life?” he asked. “We’ll talk about that later. Your mom and me talked last night and decided your going to live with me for a while down here in Florida 2,000 miles away.” He didn’t like that idea. He had a crush on Penny and was going to ask her out. He begged not to go but he had to.

so he left the next day and ended up learning a lot about his dad. After a year and him being eighteen, the day he was suppose to come home he got a call from his mom, saying he was going to have to stay longer since she broke three ribs, and arm, and a leg falling off the stage and a comedy club. “see? I told you comedy kills mom, and now just the audience, but you do.” he said and hung up. He was there five years and was finally able to come home. He was twenty-two and drove himself home.

When he got home Penny was waiting for him. She ran up to him and hugged him. Then started to kiss him. His mom came out and saw and said, “look! A trouser snake!” then pulled his pants down to show the 70’s tie-dyed boxer shorts he had on. He wasn’t embarrassed, instead, he turned around and said, “come on mom, everyone’s doing it!” then he pulled her pants down to a pair of underwear that said, “ I knew you were gonna do that!”

Finally he asked her out. “yes, I have always loved you secretly, but I was too shy to tell you!” with that he jumped on him like a wild dog. His mom saw. “get a room, but not your old one or mine.” they were together for two years. They bought a house and were living together. They weren’t married yet though. They set up the house and then went to celebrate at the “Dixie’s surprise comedy club.” they saw Michael McDonald from Mad TV. They went home after the show.

They got halfway up the walkway before Bob said, “wait! I have something for you, will you marry me?” he said, pulling out a 24-caret ring covered in diamonds. She fell back and he tried to catch her but ended up falling down with her onto the sprinklers that came on. They dried off and then she said yes while they were in the bedroom. Then she fainted while holding his hand, taking him on the bed.

They got married in a chapel two years later in his hometown. His dad moved in with his mom again, and they decided to remodel the house to fit them all. She fell through the floor into a pile or rare and valuable Egyptian pottery. A note with it read: “I am your ex neighbor that was in the mental hospital. I am now rich and wanted to give you a few vases. Each one is worth 500,000 dollars. Have fun.” they were shocked.

One year later they had a daughter and named it after his mom. Everything worked out fine with his mo and dad and with him and Penny. Though his mom never did stop telling just bad jokes. He guessed she would just never learn on that one. So they lived pretty good after all of the stuff happened. Comedy is love, and love is comical.

© 2009 Eyudo


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Wow this story was really... different. Not bad, because it was different.

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