Submitted by Sandra Pelletier

1 year, 12 minutes ago.

Remote Parental Control or How I busted the kids: The kids thought they were funny when they started messing with the remote at my neighbor’s pool. First, they took the remote for a slow, wet ride on the noodle. Then, they took it for a speed ride on a motor boat. When they dropped it in the water, they abandoned it. Later that day, my neighbor found the remote at the bottom of her pool after looking for it for 2 hours. Yeah, it was broken, water-logged and useless. One of the kids took these photos of the remote which, ironically, busted them. These photos turned out to be the evidence to ground them for two weeks.

Elizabeth Schelest

Grand Prize Winner

1 year, 8 minutes ago.

After a couple months of dating, my future husband invited me over to his parents house for dinner. His parents are from Greece, and I knew this was a very important dinner, as he didn't bring just anyone home to meet his parents. His father just got home from work, exhausted, and plopped on the couch. His mother was downstairs doing laundry while dinner was cooking. We sat in the living room with his father watching TV and making small talk. Out of the blue, his father starts yelling, "Maria," and something else in Greek I couldn't understand. When she didn't answer, he yelled again, "MARIA." She came scurrying up the stairs and asked what he wanted. Once again, he said something in Greek that I did not understand, but she walked over to the coffee table that was a foot in front of him, picked up the remote control, and handed it to him. She quickly turned around and scurried back downstairs. My mouth fell open. I looked over to my future husband and asked, "Did he just call her upstairs to get the remote control for him?". I could not believe what I just saw. We both laughed until we cried. After dinner, my future husband lit into him for being so lazy.