One Tuesday evening dad came home at nearly midnight from bowling with his church league to find the family all waiting for his arrival on the front porch. Confused over this unusual setting at such a late hour, he discovered that mom and their four children had abandoned the house because a bat had somehow found its way in. Not thrilled with the prospects of having to hunt down and dispose of this creature, but knowing his duty and responsibility as head of the house, dad disappeared in search of the elusive creature. After not hearing from him over a period of time we went in search of our dad --- to find him traipsing through the rooms of the house swinging our sister Carol’s tennis racket over his head.
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