We're going to get the cops called on us... again!

When Megan was here, we had our awesome friends Josh and Melissa come over for dinner Sunday night. It got to be around 11 PM as we were still talking around the dinner table and Josh started telling us about his 9th grade, choir, days. But he didn't just tell us about it, he demonstrated a few songs for us. To name a few: John Henry was a Steel Drivin' Man, Carol the Bells, and... oh shoot I forget the name of the last one! Anyways, during his John Henry song he got a bangin' on the table and stompin' his foot and the rest of us were laughing so hard we were in tears. Needless to say, around 11:30 we got a knock on our door. Figuring it was just our neighbor asking us to be quiet or the apartment security guard, Melissa so kindly offered to answer the door but a second later came around the corner announcing in a quiet hush, "It's the police!!... seriously there are 3 policemen!!" Josh immediately darted behind Howie sitting on our sofa chair to hide and the rest of us just kind of sat there for a second. Then a 2nd knock came but was a little more firm of a knock! Howie finally volunteered to go answer. Josh popped up from behind the chair, red-faced and big-eyed, and decided to follow Howie to the door. As the 2 guys answered the door together (in San Francisco mind you), the policeman said, "Hi SFPD here, we got a call that there was fighting going on in this apartment. Someone said they heard someone being shoved up against a wall and sounds of distress." At that moment, us girls joined the boys at the door smiling and giggling and Howie explained that we were just having dinner and telling stories but that they were more than welcome to come in and check things out. As one police officer smiled and chuckled, the other stated that wouldn't be necessary and to have a good night.
Howie got some footage of Josh singing on his phone so we will add that when Howie transfers it to our computer. The reason I tell you this though is because the following night, around 1 AM Howie and I got wrestling and at the end of the video (which Megan was recording, unbeknownst to us) I suddenly remembered our previous night and didn't want to get the cops called on us 2 nights in a row, So you will hear me say, "We're going to get the cops called on us again." (Even though that was just my way of getting Howie to stop). So enjoy this little post of pictures and don't forget to watch the video at the end because it really is too funny! Howie is so ticklish so this is a common occurance for us to get in little wars like this so I'm glad Megan got this one on film!... Although this one was apparently "hardcore on this bed!" (refer to the video & be sure to have your volume up)

Things started out in my favor as I clearly was getting the best of Howie tickling him... but the tables somehow turned as the next few pictures depict and the video shows him dominating (although I find my pants-ing, purple nurple, and fake-kick/face-slap technique should have earned me some points... again refer to the video with your volume up)

*I really could not breathe! I learned, being on an air mattress and having someone lay on top of you that is twice your size, pushes you down into the bed as far as it will go, therefore not letting the air mattress "give" when you try to breathe! So I wasn't just being weak sauce, I promise!

Okay so maybe this isn't as funny to you as it is to us but none the less, we hope you enjoy!

=o) that is my smiley face but Howie says it doesn't look like a smiley face so here is his smiley face... :-)
Boy are we stubborn! LoL!