6.22.15
12:49am:
Alex: "WHAT TIME IS IT? I have to know what TIME IS IT?!?!"
4:00am:
Alex: "Mom I'm scared. It's storming outside."
Mom: "Its all right, we're in a tent so it just seems bad." *thunder rumbles and lightning flashes like the strobe setting on my head lamp*
4:30am:
Alex: "We're ALL gonna DIE!"
Susanna: *finally wakes up after 45 minutes of the loudest storm on earth*
Mom: "We are not gonna die, calm down."
Me: *what in the name of all things good and holy?*
Dad: *checks phone for weather alerts*
Wind: "Hey guys I thought I'd stop in and make things interesting!"
4:45am
Alex: "WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE!"
Me: "Great lets panic cuz that'll make this better!"
Wind: "You guys havin fun yet cuz I love freaking people out by blowing so hard you think the tent will tip over!"
Dad: *checks weather again* *unfolds himself and braces freakishly long arms against walls*
Me: *tries to help but doesn't have freakishly long arms*
Susanna: *still not really awake*
Mom: "HAIL MARY FULL OF GRACE THE LORD IS WITH THEE..."
4:55am:
Wind: "Hahaha isn't this fun! Can you guys hear yourself think? Cuz I can't!
Dad: *stares intently at weather forecast* "You guys should probably go to the van."
Alex: "Come to terms with your God!"
Mom: *grabs Sus and shoes* "Come on kids."
5:00am:
Mom: *sits in van*
Alex: *sits in van*
Bridget: *sits in van*
Susanna: *sits in van*
Dad: *is still inside the tent trying to keep from flying away a la Wizard of Oz*
5:30am:
Dad: "Storms mostly finished. Come hope me pull down the tent before the winds start up."
Wind: "HAHAHHAHAHA I'M BAAAAAACCCCKKK!!!!!!"
5:45am:
Dad: *shoves last sleeping bag into the van* "Let's go sit in the shop porch out of the wind."
Wind: "Yo, check it out I'm up to 60 mile per hours gusts!"
6:00am:
Family: *sits silently on picnic tables and eats Pop Tarts.*
6:10am:
Dad: "Well this is gonna make a great story."
Alex: *farts*
Me: *eats it*
Mom: "Kids, try to marry an engineer. They buy good tents that don't collapse during storms."
Me: *looks on sadly at the wreckage that used to be our neighbors tent.*
Alex: "Yeah none of the other were still standing but ours."
Me: "Our tent has declared itself the Alpha."
Family: "All hail the Alpha Tent."
End of Script
12:49am:
Alex: "WHAT TIME IS IT? I have to know what TIME IS IT?!?!"
4:00am:
Alex: "Mom I'm scared. It's storming outside."
Mom: "Its all right, we're in a tent so it just seems bad." *thunder rumbles and lightning flashes like the strobe setting on my head lamp*
4:30am:
Alex: "We're ALL gonna DIE!"
Susanna: *finally wakes up after 45 minutes of the loudest storm on earth*
Mom: "We are not gonna die, calm down."
Me: *what in the name of all things good and holy?*
Dad: *checks phone for weather alerts*
Wind: "Hey guys I thought I'd stop in and make things interesting!"
4:45am
Alex: "WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE!"
Me: "Great lets panic cuz that'll make this better!"
Wind: "You guys havin fun yet cuz I love freaking people out by blowing so hard you think the tent will tip over!"
Dad: *checks weather again* *unfolds himself and braces freakishly long arms against walls*
Me: *tries to help but doesn't have freakishly long arms*
Susanna: *still not really awake*
Mom: "HAIL MARY FULL OF GRACE THE LORD IS WITH THEE..."
4:55am:
Wind: "Hahaha isn't this fun! Can you guys hear yourself think? Cuz I can't!
Dad: *stares intently at weather forecast* "You guys should probably go to the van."
Alex: "Come to terms with your God!"
Mom: *grabs Sus and shoes* "Come on kids."
5:00am:
Mom: *sits in van*
Alex: *sits in van*
Bridget: *sits in van*
Susanna: *sits in van*
Dad: *is still inside the tent trying to keep from flying away a la Wizard of Oz*
5:30am:
Dad: "Storms mostly finished. Come hope me pull down the tent before the winds start up."
Wind: "HAHAHHAHAHA I'M BAAAAAACCCCKKK!!!!!!"
5:45am:
Dad: *shoves last sleeping bag into the van* "Let's go sit in the shop porch out of the wind."
Wind: "Yo, check it out I'm up to 60 mile per hours gusts!"
6:00am:
Family: *sits silently on picnic tables and eats Pop Tarts.*
6:10am:
Dad: "Well this is gonna make a great story."
Alex: *farts*
Me: *eats it*
Mom: "Kids, try to marry an engineer. They buy good tents that don't collapse during storms."
Me: *looks on sadly at the wreckage that used to be our neighbors tent.*
Alex: "Yeah none of the other were still standing but ours."
Me: "Our tent has declared itself the Alpha."
Family: "All hail the Alpha Tent."
End of Script