8:42pm.
The McCrerys return home after an evening of hooplah in Highland. At first glance, everything seemed in order; calm, tranquil, the only sound the gentle push of air through the vent above their heads.
18 minutes before Wyatt's bed time. Plenty of time to PJ the kid, read from the good book, and toss him and his passifyer into his crib to saw some quality toothpicks.
The McCrery's had everything under control...
Then Mr. McCrery saw it. The grotesque scene unfolded before him in what seemed like slow motion. He had entered the kitchen with innocent thoughts about a glass of cold water to slake his thirst; but he never made it to the glass cupboard. For there - in saturated and horrific detail - was the bowl. In two pieces. Split right down the middle. Murdered.
The bowl had been performing an act of service for Mrs. McCrery. The McCrery's had enjoyed some corn on the cob for dinner the night before, and the little miniature corn-shaped cob holder thingies are too small to run through the dishwasher. So Mrs. McCrery solicited the aid of the bowl - ever reliable - to contain the miniature corn thingies and some hot, soapy water so they could soak until she felt like scrubbing them.
"If I had known" - Mrs. McCrery admitted later - "that my laziness would cost the bowl it's life - (choke, sob) I would have washed the corn thingies RIGHT AWAY! I never would have left them to soak! They don't need to soak! They weren't even really all that DIRTY!" (sob)
Once the shock of his discovery abated, Mr. McCrery noticed something odd. Not only was there no explanation for how the bowl ended up splitting down the middle into two perfect pieces, there was also no WATER.
Where did all the soapy water go?
The bowl had had no crack.
The hot water was not the culprit as they had begun soaking the night before the occurrence.
The McCrerys find it difficult to sleep with this unsolved mystery looming over their heads. What happened to their loyal bowl? Why was there no water? What could have broken the bowl in such a way while they were out; doors and windows locked?
Some suspect really thirsty and violent ants...
some suspect the corn thingies did it...
some wonder about beings from beyond this world, trying an experiment that went awry...
What *did* happen in the McCrery kitchen that fateful Saturday? If you have or think you have any information about this or other mysteries from this show, please contact us using the "comment" link below.
4 comments:
LOL funny story, we had the same thing happen a few days ago! A bowl we've used a million times to store leftovers ect, was in our fridge and just out of the blue decided it wanted to split down the center and not let us eat the leftovers... hmmm :)
Was one of the corn thingies named Moses? That Might explain a lot. Stepper, you really should be publishing books. You have such a great way with words!
P.S. thank you for posting on your blog so I have something interesting to read whaen I'm up with Kale at 3:15 in the morning.
Mom Card says.... "Duuuuuuuuuh?"
For her, this explains everything, so mystery solved.
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