It was really cute before Chris got to it. Of course, he took his time and before he took any interest in squashing it, I was lying on the floor absentmindedly blowing the scorpion across the kitchen. Mom came out of her room shortly and saw me blowing something on the floor. Her immediate thought was that I was blowing a napkin or chasing a mouse - there was no immediate concern or cause for alarm. Chris was walking toward her and they passed each other right in front of me. As they passed, Chris slowly and calmly says, "Scorpion."
It's quite amazing the effect that one single word can have on an individual. Most of the time, there is no eruption of emotions or turbulent ejaculation issuing from them which shock you in their pitch. But at the very second that Chris finished practically whispering that single word, Mom screamed and performed a vigorous jig where she alternated picking up each of her feet while still letting out little squeals of surprise. She didn't even move from the spot where she passed Chris.
Chris and I were dying of laughter at this point. Mom soon realized what really happened. Her little humorous jig ended and we all burst out in a renewed storm of laughter.
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