Steemit Gaming Contest ~ After All These Years, I am Sorry Mom

This is my entry into @deadspace's Steemit Gaming Contest found here, I normally hold the contest so entering one is fun. He caught me on a rare night where I have been taking benadryl for the last 24 hours every 5 hours. He knew I was a little off, I think, as we were just playing FortNite on the PS4 when he reminded me of this contest. I hope it makes sense, if not I will correct it tomorrow.

Life takes a bunch of different turns when you grow up the baby of six kids and the oldest is 15 years your senior. One by one all of your brothers and sisters move out and you being the only one left have to either admit to your crimes or make up wild stories to try and make situations make sense.

I had promised to never tell this story but I was in my teens and I guess if my mother reads my blog she will finally have her answer. Answer to what you ask? Well, one day when my parents went out of town for a few days and left me home alone. I had a few friends over to play some serious gaming. We had 3 different consoles the Sega Genesis, the Atari Jaguar and a Panasonic 3DO. I have no idea what system we were playing or what game it was for that matter because after what happened, I am sure only one guy will ever remember what the game was.

So back to the question I never gave my mother the answer to. It came about 15 minutes after they arrived home, she had just got out of the car and went to use the rest room. Once she was finished she asked me where I had put the towels that were in the dryer. I instantly answer that I wasn't home for most of the time they were gone my sister must have put them away when she came by to check on me in their absence. 

Stupid, stupid me. She was on the phone with my sister within the hour. My sister had never stopped by the house while they were gone. My mother became super pissed, I stuck to the "I don't know" answer. I knew, I fucking knew where they were and I knew she 1000% did not want those towels. She of course disagreed. 

These were some type of super soft, extra large and basically custom ordered towels she paid almost $20 each for. An entire set of 8, poof, gone. This, where are my towels, went on for about 4 days before she stopped. I thought I was good, she forgot. That Saturday morning about 2 hours after I had got to sleep she snatched my comforter off of me and said, "where the fuck is the bathroom rug and my fucking towels." I still never told.

So here I was a kid that had some friends over to game. Teenagers who were cooking for each other and partying a little and jamming 3 systems under one roof. We knew we had limited time to play and once you died it was the next guys turn so it could be hours till you got to play again. It was my friends turn, I won't name him, he still lives by my mother. We were deep into the game and you could tell he was real into it. He was half sitting and standing and kept going back down to one knee as he played. This went on for about 20 minutes until he finally died. At that point he ran to the bathroom and locked the door. 

One of us did not know how to cook, right about the time he locked the door, he shit himself. We had been at the beach so he was free-balling and shit right down both legs into both shoes and all over my mothers rug. As the bathroom had the washer and dryer he used the towels to clean himself off and to clean up. That's where the fucking rug and towels went mom. Now you know.

I thank @deadspace for making this contest as I have not thought about that day in many many years. It gave me a great laugh as it always does and makes me think of my younger years as a wild and crazy Floridian. Can anyone else think of a crazy Floridian? Tickets are only 5000 delegated SP to his birthday party.

~ Love you guys for reading,

@erodethoughts out!