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Date Posted: 12:04:14 07/05/01 Thu
Author: Kris
Author Host/IP: 24.8.237.236
Subject: Jacke's post made me remember something

The fun my parents (Dad, really) had at our expense. Dad always had a wacky sense of humor. One thing in particular stands out in my mind. We had been watching something about UFO's on TV and Dad said he had heard that there was supposed to be a sighting that night. He had obviously done some research on how to attract spacemen to your house. He tuned the radio to the far end of the dial and told us the beeps were from the UFO communicating to people on Earth. It was SO cool!! He sent us upstairs to prepare for the ritual calling of the spaceman - the preparations must be done secretly or the spaceman wouldn't come you know. Being kids, we couldn't stand it. My brother sent me downstairs with the excuse of having to use the bathroom so I could see what Dad was doing. Dad was holding two plates over some candles. Hmmm. No clue there for a six year old. Finally he called us down. He said that we must turn off all the lights in the house and wear a blindfold if we wanted the spaceman to come to our house. He handed us two round objects and told us to rub the bottom then rub our cheeks, forheads, noses, etc. While doing this we were to chant "Oh Mr. Spaceman. Oh Mr. Spaceman. Come to our house. Oh Mr. Spaceman." We, of course, were quite solemn about the whole thing. Making sure we rubbed every single part of our face and chanting Oh Mr. Spaceman in a sing-song voice. I have to mention that Dad and Mom participated in this as well. I'm sure you've all figured out what we saw when the lights came back on. Mom and Dad dissolved in laughter and Mel and I covered with soot from the candles. Oh how naive we were, but it was fun and still makes me smile.

Did your parents ever have fun at your expense?

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