Bad Horse

I was cleaning out my bedroom yesterday when I came across a stick horse I got from my days at The Toy Store. And like pretty much all things I don't know what to do with in my room, I went to go store it in the kid brother's closet. Then I had a thought....a horrible, evil thought.

 

I covered it up at the bottom of his bed and promptly forgot about it until later that night...

The kid brother waited for me to come out of the bathroom while I was getting ready for bed, stick horse in hand. This is how he tells it. "So I was reaching over on my bed for a book when my hand connected with this oddly-shaped lump. I'm immediately reminded of that scene in The Godfather, you know, the one where he finds the horse head in his bed, so I took a step back and lifted up the covers. Yeah, it freaked me out a little."

Even though neither of us have actually SEEN The Godfather, I love that he gets things. I'm gonna miss that kid.