Someone asked if The part about the Pringles can of chips was real or color for dramatic effect? or is it affect. Yes I was sleeping in the downstairs spare room that night because it is right by the boys room. Lane had been feeling queezy (which meant probable prayer session to the porcelain) I have always been the go to guy for the midnight howls has wife just cant stomach it. I gladly traded the one end foe the other if you follow. lol Anyway I had taken my medication which was Vicodin for pain and another one for sleep both were prescribed and legal. No booze! I was laying down and watching something on youtube and eating Pringles. The brace on my dominant chip hand was off so I could get my hand in the can, I heard a noise and thought Lane is on the move. I got up continued the Pringles eating and walked down the hall and in to the boys room. They were asleep I went in and the room was pitch black as I had covered their window with a material to block out the daylight and also at night the huge yard light at the building behind us. I walked along the wall working my way toward their closet so as to turn on the closet light which wouldnt shine directly at them. The closet door was part way open into the room and I stepped around and whoa! I landed my foot on something which moved a bit. Then I still carrying the Pringles can and right about then wham! the meds kicked in as I grabbed the edge of the closet door and tried to balance, my head swimming, still got my pringles and fell back into the closet pulling the door behind me. I hit the floor which had lord only knows what all over it. I never lost a chip! I sat there, my other hand (Non dominant chip hand) was really hurting from the fall. I slid toward the shelving that I had built in and decided to try and work my way up the unit as it was secure enough. That is where I was when I heard voices not loud just talking. The boys always sleep with a big box fan one on each boy winter and summer so the noise I had made was not that audible. The door to the closet came open and a flashlight shined in as I was trying to find somewhere in the dark to sit the Pringles so they wouldnt spill. I heard drop whats in your hand screamed at me and I dropped my chips (Bummed as I had really come a long way with them) and the rest is in the report that Noreen has shared here on my page. we will be hopefully tonight yet or early morning have all of the documents evidence, videos, and I mean all of it on a website where anyone who wants to look or grab or download is welcome. The audio and video will be set up to play on the site but if you want to embed or download you will have to contact me as I want to keep track of who is and where is the media stuff going to be. like I said this has never been about money. These pricks along with many others called me incompetent and accused me of being abusive and harming my family. We shall see who is really incompetent as I can verify everything I have said. (except for the actual amount of chips consumed). I remember sitting their and all of a sudden my brother Dean or actually Steve Martin (Who would play Dean in the movie version) came into my mine. The part of the movie The Jerk where Steve is getting shot at and suddenly yells Its the cans he doesnt like the oil cans, get away from the cans my name is Zambini and this is all true and sorry again for being in the dumps. thanks for the question hope this clears it up.
Posted on: Tue, 11 Mar 2014 04:58:59 +0000
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