TP-ing

" . . . you don't TP someone who's not on your radar screen. In a strange sort of way it's a twisted compliment. It's a variation of flirting. It's affection that requires cleanup."

Terry Esau
Surprise Me  p. 105
NavPress   2005


As For Me

Who knew? But as I think about the ONE time I and a friend TP-ed a house, it probably was a form of flirting. Cops drove by while we were 'in-process.' I was so shy and so scared! ONE TPT (TP-Time) was enough for me.

Before the TP-ing, Terry Esau's daughters had initiated a catsup and mustard fight. I HATE mustard, and rightfully so. Apparently I sucked my thumb beyond the acceptable age, so Dad dipped it in a jar of smelly yellow and told me "to suck it now."

Nada! Not Now. Not Ever.

Mission accomplished!

Almost Gagging,
Lonnie