It is a warm summer's night, so you've set up your lawn chair on your porch.
There isn't a cloud in sight to block your unabated view of the night sky.
A cool breeze blows from the west, and in the dark, crickets chirp in melodic tones.
Suddenly, you hear a loud THRASH coming from your hedge! You start upright, fumbling for your flashlight you so carelessly set next to you on the ground.
Flicking it on, you shine it towards your hedge.
There's a man there.
He looks disheveled.
He reaches behind him.
He pulls out a stereo.
He presents you with an offer: listen to what he has to play, or don't.
You're feeling curious, so you decide to accept.
But then, he pulls out a tape.
You recognize it. Its green shell, yellow rubber chicken, and the letters C P R, all spell your doom, as you have become the latest victim of....
COMEDY PARENTING RADIO! MWA HA HA HA HA HAA!
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