Relaxing on the Porch

It was a cool summer night, and we were all sitting on the porch after eating a huge meal that mom just made. The meal was great. We had fried chicken with all of the sides. I wonder who influenced her to cook like that. I am a recent high school graduate, and I start my new job at the factory on Monday.

Then the farmer next door shows up unannounced. He is a good guy, but he looks like Mr. Peanut because he wears a monocle. He starts ranting on and on about how his plants won't germinate if he does not water them. He wants to know who broke into his barn with all of his farm equipment, and stole his watering equipment. Of course this was me, but I wasn't going to let him know I could have performed this shenanigan. I informed him that it was the Baker boy that lived down the street. I took his watering equipment to flood the school as my senior prank, and as of right now the school should be under about two feet of water. Like I always say better late than never. I said that he was planning to return it