David Wilkerson

Wednesday, April 27, 2011
WHEN ALL MEANS FAIL

To believe when all means fail is exceedingly pleasing to God and is most acceptable. Jesus said to Thomas, “You have believed because you have seen, but blessed are those that do believe and have not seen” (John 20:29).

Blessed are those who believe when there is no evidence of an answer to prayer—who trust beyond hope when all means have failed.

Someone has come to the place of hopelessness—the end of hope—the end of all means. A loved one is facing death and doctors give no hope. Death seems inevitable. Hope is gone. The miracle prayed for is not happening.

That is when Satan’s hordes come to attack your mind with fear, anger, overwhelming questions: “Where is your God now? You prayed until you had no tears left. You fasted. You stood on promises. You trusted.”

Blasphemous thoughts will be injected into your mind: “Prayer failed. Faith failed. Don’t quit on God—just do not trust him anymore. It doesn’t pay!”

Even questioning God’s existence will be injected into your mind. These have been the devices of Satan for centuries. Some of the godliest men and women who ever lived were under such demonic attacks.

To those going through the valley and shadow of death, hear this word: Weeping will last through some dark, awful nights—and in that darkness you will soon hear the Father whisper, “I am with you. I cannot tell you why right now, but one day it will all make sense. You will see it was all part of my plan. It was no accident. It was no failure on your part. Hold fast. Let me embrace you in your hour of pain.”

Beloved, God has never failed to act but in goodness and love. When all means fail—his love prevails. Hold fast to your faith. Stand fast in his Word. There is no other hope in this world.

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David Wilkerson-May 19, 1931 – April 27, 2011

What You Read Above Was David's Last Blog Entry. After Writing This Blog David Was Killed In A Car Crash.
I Lost Track Of The Work David Did For The Lord. I Knew Him As The Author Of The Cross And The Switchblade. He Preached The Word Of God On The Streets Of New York. He Ministered To Drug Addicts And Gang Members. A Powerful Man Of God That Changed Lives On The Streets. Feel Free To Google Him. Too Much Information To Write In This Blog. He Has His Rightful Place In Heaven. He Has Earned It. Let His Family And Friends Rejoice Because He Has Earned His Reward.

It Sucks To Be Sick

This Title Seems Rather Familiar, Does It Not? It Does Suck To Be Sick! I Have Been In Bed Since Late Monday Night With A Terrible Cold. I Pretty Much Figured Where I Got That Nasty Germ.
Would It Surprise You If I Told You The Grocery Store? You Got It! The Carts! Those Nasty Handles Are Touched By Heavens Know What. I Have This Pump Instant Hand Sanitizer Sitting In Front Of Me. It's Too Big For Me To Carry In My Pocket. I Would Hope The Pharmacy Has A Smaller Version Of This For Men.
I Would Not Say I Have An Obsession With Washing My Hands But It's Something That Will Be A Part Of My Life From Now On.
This Sickness Could Have Been Avoided Had I Washed Or Sanitized My Hands At The Grocery Store.
I Guess As Far As Time Goes, If There Is A Time For Me To Get Sick Let It Be Now. I Will Most Likely Be Very Busy Every Day Throughout The Rest Of My Season. I Most Definitely Don't Want To Be Sick While My Phone Is Ringing Off The Hook.

There Are Times When A Person Has To Do What They Have To Do. I Am Referring To My Blog. I Always Try To Keep It Upbeat And Positive On The Most Part. I Would Say If You Want To Go Back And Search Through My Blogs You Will Find 99.7% Of Them In Good Taste.
You Just Never Know What You Will Read On My Blog Site. I Never Know What I Will Write Until I Decide To Write It.
First Off I Want To Set The Record Straight. If You Are Not Into Reading Blogs I Suggest You Take My Blog Off Your Bookmarks. My Reason For Saying This Is Because I Will Be The One Who Decides What I Will Write About.
A Couple Months Ago Somebody Made A Comment To Me About My Blogs. It Was A Critical Remark That I Did Not Take So Kindly. So Yes, I Guess I Do Take My Blogs Seriously. I Have Enjoyed Writing About Various Things That Have Taken Place In My Life. For The Most Part You Will Most Likely Read Something Of Interest.
I Cannot For The Life Of Me Understand Why A Person Would Be So Critical Of Someone Else's Work. To Me Writing A Blog Is Like Painting A Portrait. You Can Pour Your Heart And Soul Into Your Work. I Feel No Differently About My Blogs.
My Previous Blog Was Written Exclusively To Make A Point. Every Once In Awhile Shit Happens.
I'm Not Going To Promise Anything To Anyone When It Comes To What I Write About.
So In Short, If You Don't Like What You Read, Move On. I Hope That's Not Too Much Of A Challenge For You. There Are Literally Thousands Of Blogs To Read On The Internet. You May Find One To Your Liking.
Have A Blessed Day...........

Don't Bury Your Head In The Sand

Once You Think You Have Heard It All Or Seen It All, Think Again. I Just Celebrated My 56th Birthday This Past Week. There Is No Room In My Life For Drama. I Hate Drama. In Spite Of It All There Are People Who Thrive On Drama. Why?
There Are People Who Have Nothing Better To Do With Their Lives Than To Create Havic For Other's Around Them. I Never Did Understand This, Yet Again I Probably Never Will. I Don't Need The Stress In My Life. I Have Seen What Stress Can Do To A Person.
A Day Full Of He Said She Said Kind Of Stuff Is Childish Even When Grown Up's Are Behind It All.
There Comes A Time In Life When You Must Eliminate People Who Are Pushing The Drama. It Won't Be Easy, But It Never Is. Especially When It's A Person You Have Loved A Lifetime. You Can Lead A Horse To Water But You Can't Make It Drink.
Let's Face It Folks, It's A Cruel World We Live In. Not Everything Will Be Happily Ever After.
Evil People Show Their Evil Ways. Before You Know It You Must Confront It. Hiding From It Or Pretending It Will Go Away Is Not The Solution.
Sometimes Life Can Get Complicated. The People You Think You Can Count On Can Easily Disappoint You.
I Never Could Understand How A Person Could Blatantly Lie About Someone. First You Must Consider The Source. You Then Try To Make Sense Of It All. As Complicated As It Seems To Be, It Makes You Wonder Why People Say Hurtful Things.
In A Nutshell I Call It Character Assassination. When You Say Things You Know Are Not The Truth, There Is No Other Term For It. It's A Sad Reality That Such People Exist In This World. It's Even Worse When It's Someone You Loved And Trusted.
I Was Raised To Be Truthful And Honest. I'm Not Saying I Am A Perfect Person. I Will Tell You I Have Never Ever Told A Lie About Another Person. I'm Not Saying I Have Never Told A Lie. There Is A Difference.
I Have Nothing To Gain By Lying About Someone's Character. Sometimes That's All We Have In Life. When People Begin To Tear Down What Character You Do Have, It Makes You Question The Motive. Once The Motive Has Been Established Everything Else Seems To Fall Into Place And Becomes Clear.
I Try To Always Mind My Own Business. Life Seems Simpler That Way. The Way I Have Always Seen It Is If You Cannot Get Along With Someone, Leave Them Alone. Stay Away From Them.
All I Ask For Is A Drama Free Life. I Don't Think That's Asking Too Much.
For Those Who Know Me Best Know Better Than To Ask Me Who Pissed In My Cornflakes. If I Wanted You To Know I Would Tell You. Sometimes You Just Have To Write It Down For Some People To Understand It. Then Yet Again Some People Never See Themselves.

Today Is My Birthday......

I Was Rather Hesitant In Deciding Whether Or Not I Wanted To Celebrate My Birthday This Year. My Reasoning Is Simple. I Am In Depression. I See No Use In Contacting A Doctor. I Am Not A Big Fan Of Self Diagnosing, But I Have Been Down This Road Before.
I Guess The Question Is, What Do I Do About It? First Off Let's Clear The Air In What I Feel I Have. Depression. A State Of Mind. Sadness. Feeling Of Great Loss. These Are Not The Definitions From Webster. These Are My Definitions Of How I Felt Since My Son Passed Away. I Know I Have Been Depressed. I Can't Sleep Well At Night. I Cry Every Day. I Ache For My Son. The Emptiness I Feel Is Beyond Words.
So Today Is My Birthday. I Woke Up To Many, Many Birthday Wishes From Friends And Relatives On Facebook. Our Good Friends From Georgietown Took Me Out Last Night To Eat And We Had Good Fellowship Afterwards By Playing Euchre. My Son Mike Stopped In And Spent The Evening With Us And Gave Him Some Euchre Lessons.
Today Someone Gave Me A Couple Pounds Of Gray Mushrooms. I Mowed Grass For The First Time This Year. In Many Years Past I Have Mowed Long Before My Birthday. The Lilacs Are In Bloom Meaning Yellow Sponge Mushrooms Are Popping Up. As For Me, I'm Not Hunting This Year. As I Stated In An Earlier Blog I Have No Interest In Hunting, Because Bobby Went With Me Every Year And Had For The Past 25 Years. I Have Checked His Favorite Elm Tree Twice So Far With No Luck Just Yet. I Am Still Confident I Will See A Yield Near That Tree Because Bobby Was Never Disappointed In The Past Few Years. It's Not Really Easy To Get To, But Determination Will Continue To Drive Me.
My Parents Took Me Out To A Chinese Buffet. It's Always Good To Share That Memory For Tomorrow. I Won't Have My Parents Around Forever So The Moments We Do Share Are Memorable. I Finished My Mowing, Then Painted My Garage To Rid It Of The Graffiti.
Back To The Depression. It's Not A Depression Where I Will Allow It To Consume Me. Yet My Ambition Has Declined. I Have Very Little Desire To Get Anything Accomplished. Throughout The Warmer Months It Has Always Been Difficult To Get Me To Slow Down. My Family And Friends Keep Me Going. Without Them I Have No Idea What My State Of Mind Would Be. There Is Just So Much They Can Do Though. They Are There If I Need Them, And I Know This. However None Of Them Can Do Anything About This Depression I Suffer.
Hey For Those Who Know Me Best, Know I Am Not Into Pity Parties. My Reasons For Sharing All This Is Because There May Be Someone Else Who Is Struggling With Depression. All I Ask Is They Recognize It As A Common Disorder That Is Treatable. Many People Suffer From Depression. It's Nothing To Be Ashamed Of.
If You Are Reading This Blog And You Feel You Suffer From Depression, I Ask, No, I Plead To You Not To Ignore It. Try To Stay In Contact With Family Or Friends. Please Don't Dismiss It As Something That Will Heal Itself. It May. I Have Heard Time Is Good Medicine. Of Course There Will Be Times When You Really Don't Want To Be Around Others. That's Perfectly Normal.
Today I Turned 56. Last Year My Son Was Here To Celebrate My 55Th. This Brings Me Sadness Today Just To Remember It.
Yet Again, If I Wasn't Born 56 Years Ago I Would Have Never Gotten To Know My Son For His 29 Years. Not Everything Good In Life Last A Lifetime. For An Unlimited Time, Love Those Who Matters Most.
I'll Be Ok. My Writing Helps Me And Gives Me Peace. I Can Write Down My Thoughts And See Myself Through My Words.
I Love To Write. I Love To Read. Combine The Two And Just Maybe I Can Get My Life Back In Some Kind Of Order. It Will Never Be The Way It Use To Be. All I Can Do Is Keep Being The Person That I Am. Why Would I Want To Be A Person That I Am Not?

61832

Most Of You Know This Is The Zip Code For Danville Illinois. Of Course It's Not As Famous As 90210, But Yet Again Who Cares? I Know I Don't.
So What's Up With Danville?
I'm Not Sure When Danville Really Got On The Map. By That I Mean Recognized By People From Afar. I Would Imagine It Would Be In The Mid 1800's. The Era Of Time When Abraham Lincoln Was President. Mr Lincoln Practiced Law In Danville. He Rode The Circuit By Horseback Or Buggy. I Can't Imagine Riding On A Horse That Many Miles. Then Again, Transportation Was Rather Limited Back Then.
Danville Was Notorious For All The Trains That Passed Through Town. It Was One Reason Infamous John Dillinger Would Not Rob A Bank In Danville.
Another Well Known Figure From Danville At The Turn Of The 20th Century Was Joseph G Cannon. He Was Speaker Of The House Of Representatives. He Was Commonly Known As Uncle Joe Cannon.
Joseph Gurney Cannon (1836-1926) Was The American Politician Whose Arbitrary, Often Dictatorial, Methods As Speaker Of The House Gave Rise To The Term "Cannonism."
There Seems To Be So Much Rich History In Danville. Whether It Be Political, Entertainment, Explorer, Or Business, Famous Americans Have Left A Mark In Danville.
Speaking Of Entertainment, Television Has Brought The Best Out Of Some Danville Natives. Brothers Dick And Jerry Van Dyke Made The People Who Lives Here Very Proud. They Have Entertained America For 50 Years Or More. If You Were To Ask Dick, He Would Admit His Father Was Funnier Than Him. It's Not A Surprise Dick Would Make Such A Comment Being So Humble That He Is. Dick Is A Down To Earth Entertainer. If Invited I Am Sure He Would Show Up For Supper In Your Home.
Jerry Made Himself Known In His Role In "My Mother The Car." He Did Guest Appearances On The Dick Van Dyke Show. However Jerry Is Best Known For The Role He Played In The TV Comedy "Coach".
Donald O'Connor, Gene Hackman, Bobby Short, Just Another Handful Of Entertainers The People From Danville Are Honored By Their Individual Talents.
Danville Is The First City You Approach After Entering From Indiana. We Are About 120 Miles South Of Chicago And 80 Miles West Of Indianapolis Indiana. Danville Was Named After Dan Beckwith.
This Blog Is Not A History Lesson. Look At It As A Tour Through A Place I Call Home. It's A Place Where People Say There Is No Place Like It. I Can't Think Of Any Other Place I'd Rather Live. It May Not Be On Either End Of The Rainbow, But It's Home For Me And Most My Family.
I Hear People Say Danville Has Changed. Of Course It's Changed. Nothing Is Suppose To Stand Still. Danville Does Not Look Like It Did 100 Years Ago. Danville Will Not Look The Same 100 Years From Now.
My Roots, Or Atleast Half Of Them Are Right Here At 61832. I Am Content With That.
It's Not Like Southern California Because We Get Plenty Of Rain. As Of This Writing We Are In The Midst Of The Season Of Spring. If You Listen Close Enough You Can Hear The Grass Grow. I Think I Will Be Mowing Tomorrow.
Happy Spring Everybody From 61832.

Franklin Street

What Is It About A Street Or A Neighborhood That Is Stored In Your Memory Bank? My Years Of Growing Up At 713, Directly Across The Street From Franklin Grade School. So Many Memories, So Many Stories To Tell. Growing Up There Was The Only Life I Knew. Recently I Have Been Watching Old Reruns Of The Walton's On Television.
John Boy Would Sit At His Desk And Write About Life Growing Up On Walton's Mountain.
Of Course Danville Is Nothing Like The Blue Ridge Mountains Of Virginia. I Believe Life Is What You Make It. You Could Accomplish Anything If You Put Your Mind To It.
Life In The City Is The Only Life That I Know. Maybe Someday When The Time Is Right Things Will Change And We Can Find A Nice Little Spot In The Country. I Think I Would Enjoy That Someday.
Life On Franklin Was A Story In Itself. The People Who Live There Today Continue To Write North Franklin As Their Address. South Franklin Was Eliminated Many Years Ago.
Everybody Knew Each Other. Hardly Anyone Kept To Themselves. What I Mean By That Is We Didn't Have Neighborhood Picnic Days, But We Spoke Or Visited On A Pleasant Day.
There Were Lots Of Kids Of All Color. Besides Us Caucasian, We Shared The Hood With Greeks, Mexicans, African American, Eskimo's, Philippino's,& Germans. Maybe More But That's All My Brain Will Allow Me To Remember At The Moment.
The Only Color We Knew At That Age Were From The Dozen Or So In A Box Of Crayons.
Life Seemed Simpler Back In That Day. Today We Know Of A Couple Of Our Neighbors. Today I Don't Feel Safe In My Home. I Have Had To Install Defensive Devises For Our Home Security.
I Really Don't Want To Right Away, But I Would Like To Find A Quiet Spot Where Your Neighbor Is Out Of Shouting Distance.
I Really Do Like The Nature And Wildlife. Maybe Someday.
Living Across From The School Had It's Benefits. After School I Had Access To The Playground In Which I Spent A Lot Of Time. Got My First Kiss There. It Was Moe.
Moe Eventually Became Mary Who Was The Neighborhood Tom Boy. She Was A Year Older Than Me And Tougher Than Me Too. I Was Her Subordinate Until The Age Of 11. We Never Fought Before That, But It Was A Mutual Understanding She Was Tougher Than Me Because Of That Year She Had On Me. One Day At The Schoolyard It Was Decided Once And For All By Sitting On Her Until She Said Uncle, This Understanding Was All We Needed Just For Us Alone. From That Moment On We Were Equal Friends. Friends Who Drank After The Other, A Big 16 Ounce Bottle Of Pop At Pappy's Gas Station.
An Old Saying Is Back In The Day The Poor People Lived In The Country And The Rich Lived In The City. Today You Have To Be Rich To Own Land In The Country.
Growing Up In The 1960's Was Kind Of Cool. The Day Of The Hippy, Love And Peace. Even Though Peace Was Just A Symbol, Our Involvement In Viet Nam Eventually Led My Brother To Enlist In The Navy. Two Years Later I Would Follow.
Through The Assassination Of Our President And His Brother. Civil Rights Leader Slain, And University Students Gunned Down By The National Guard.
The Landing On The Moon Brought A Religious Man To Our Door On That Historic Day Asking To Watch This Memorable Event. He Never Owned A Television Set.
All In All Franklin Street Saw Changes Throughout The Years, Some Good And Some Not So Good. The Only Mischief We Got Into Was Ringing Someone's Doorbell, Then Running Away.
My Parent Opened Their Doors To Foster Children. Mom Never Knew How Many Kids Would Be There At Supper Time. One Thing Was For Certain Though. Each Child Felt Welcomed And Wanted. There Were Only Three That Would Stay The Longest. Unfortunately Two Of Them Have Passed On.
What Would We Do Without Memories? Memories Of Our Upbringing. I Have Often Asked Various Questions To My Father Since He Rarely Spoke About It.
I Often Wondered About His Days Growing Up Without Electricity And Indoor Plumbing.
I Grew Up Never Knowing Who My Grandfather Was. Not Knowing What Kind Of A Man He Was. I Was Though Fortunate Growing Up With Loving Grandparents On My Mother's Side. I Lost My Grandfather When I Was A Young Adult With Small Children. My Grandmother Passed Away Just A Couple Years Back. Even Though Alzheimer's Took Her Memory Away, The Love She Had For Her Family And Her Lord Was Far More Powerful Than The Disease Itself.
I Hope To Share More Memories Of My Life Growing Up On Franklin And Danville Too In Blogs To Come.

Dyslexia

Classroom teachers may not be able to determine if a child has dyslexia. They may detect early signs that suggest further assessment by a psychologist or other health professional in order to actually diagnose the disorder. Letter and number reversals are the most common warning sign. Such reversals are fairly common up to the age of 7 or 8 and usually diminish by that time. If they do not, it may be appropriate to test for dyslexia or other learning problems. Difficulty copying from the board or a book can also suggest problems. There may be a general disorganization of written work. A child may not be able to remember content, even if it involves a favorite video or storybook. Problems with spatial relationships can extend beyond the classroom and be observed on the playground. The child may appear to be uncoordinated and have difficulty with organized sports or games. Difficulty with left and right is common, and often dominance for either hand has not been established. In the early grades, music and dance are often used to enhance academic learning. Children with dyslexia can have difficulty moving to the rhythm of the music.

Auditory problems in dyslexia encompass a variety of functions. Commonly, a child may have difficulty remembering or understanding what he hears. Recalling sequences of things or more than one command at a time can be difficult. Parts of words or parts of whole sentences may be missed, and words can come out sounding funny. The wrong word or a similar word may be used instead. Children struggling with this problem may know what they want to say but have trouble finding the actual words to express their thoughts.

Many subtle signs can be observed in children with dyslexia. Children may become withdrawn and appear to be depressed. They may begin to act out, drawing attention away from their learning difficulty. Problems with self-esteem can arise, and peer and sibling interactions can become strained. These children may lose their interest in school-related activities and appear to be unmotivated or lazy. The emotional symptoms and signs are just as important as the academic and require equal attention.
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Growing Up Thinking You Are Stupid Is A Horrible Thing For A Child To Experience. I Didn't See Things The Same Way Everybody Else Did. Everything Was Either Backwards, Reversed Or Plain Just Forgotten Before It Was Registered In My Brain System.
It Wasn't Until The Second Grade Before They Figured I Was Writing Backwards. Hello? Where Was My First Grade Teacher? They Didn't Have A Fancy Name For It Back Then. One Teacher Referred To It As Mirror Minded.
I Don't Know If Being Left Handed Complicated Matters More Than Being A Righty.
Telling Time Was So Difficult For Me. I Just Could Not Comprehend The Math Involved. Maybe It Was By The Fifth Grade I Had It Mastered. By Then The Season Changed And They Would Set The Time Up Or Set It Back An Hour.(Joking)
Thankfully, Today They Have A Name For It. I Was Told The Mason's Support Young Dyslexics. I'm Happy It's A Disorder That Is Now Recognized As A Learning Disorder. It's Nothing To Be Ashamed Of.
To My Readers; If You Know Of A Young Child Who Is Struggling With Something You Excel In, Please Find The Time To Offer Your Assistance. I Had Two Teachers Who Tried To Change Me From Being Left Handed. They Told Me I Would Be Living In A World Made For Right Handed People. That May Be True.
It's Our Obligation To Offer To Teach. We Can All Hope For A Better Tomorrow.
For A Few Years Of My Life I Found It Necessary To Be More Than An Average Person. I Did This Not To Prove To Others, But To Remind Myself I Can Do This.
Volunteer. Make A Difference.

Got Any Grapes?

A duck walks into a bar. And he says to the bartender "Got any grapes?" The bartender says "No, I don’t have any grapes." The duck walks out, sorely disappointed.

So the next day, he walks back into the bar, asks the same question, gets the same answer.

The day after, he walks back into the bar, and again, asks the bartender, "Do you ha...ve any grapes?" The bartender, having still not figured out why this duck seems to think he may have some grapes, says to the duck, "No, and if you come back in here tomorrow and ask me if I have any grapes, I will nail your bill to the bar!"

The duck frowns, turns around, and walks out of the bar. So the next day, the duck walks back into the bar, and asks the bartender "Got any nails?"

The bartender says, "No."

So the duck says, "Got any grapes?"

Why It Didn't Happen

For Those Who Know Me Best. Yes I Am Referring To April Fools Day. As I Blogged Awhile Back That I Planned To Have One Of My Biggest Practical Jokes Ever. I Gave No Names, So Everybody Was A Target. So Today I Reveal Who The Target Was As Well As What Was Going To Happen. I Guess I Should Tell You First Why It Did Not Happen. I Suppose Cost Had A Lot To Do With It. This Practical Joke Would Have Cost Me $90.00. That Makes It Unpractical To Me.
This Years Target Was Non Other Than My Brother Tuck. Two Reasons I Chose Tuck This Year. First Off Tuck's Favorite Word Is Free! Anything That Comes His Way That Is Free Will Most Likely Become A Reality.
Tuck Does Not Like The Dentist. However There Was One Particular Dentist Who Tuck Went To Before Leaving Danville For California. I Don't Think Tuck Had A Pleasant Moment But Atleast This Dentist Calmed His Nerves To The Point It Was Tolerable For Tuck. He Still Has A Practice Here And The Plan Was Going Into Motion.
I Needed Two People To Help Me. Finding People Tuck Didn't Know Would Be A Challenge Since We Have Somewhat The Same Circle Of Friends. I Had A Couple People Already Lined Up And Ready To Go. I Needed Two Of My Co-Conspirators To Be In The Waiting Room Before Tuck Arrived.
Let Me Back Up A Notch. I Was Going To Send A Free Teeth Cleaning Offer From That Particular Dentist After His Regular Schedule Clients Were Completed For That Day.
Reminder, Tuck Likes Free!
Once Tuck Arrives, My Two Co-Conspirators Would Be Be Sitting In The Waiting Room. Their Job Is To Have Small Talk With Each Other. One Of Them Is There To Have Their Teeth Cleaned. The Other One Is There Just For Moral Support For His Friend.
It Was Going To Be Pretty Much Scripted, Yet The Jest Of It Being The One Who Had The Appointment Was Scared Of Dentists. His Friend Assured Him Cleaning Was Not Painful And His Visit Would Go Smoothly.
Of Course Tuck Will Be Listening To This Conversation Before This Persons Name Would Be Called. While Having This Conversation His Friend Is Fiddling With His Cell Phone. Actually The Friend Is Filming Tuck And His Friend Before His Name Is Called.
Once His Name Is Called Everything Else Falls Into Place. The Friend Continues To Fiddle With His Cell Phone(Filming Tuck)After His Friend Goes In To See The Dentist. I Am Within Earshot Of The Waiting Room. I Have A Circular Saw And A Power Drill In My Possession. First I Will Fire Up The Circular Saw On A Piece Of Wood. I Begin By Cutting Through The Piece Of Wood. Of Course By Doing This The Conspirator Is Hollering His Head Off In Pain. I Would Cut Some More As He Would Holler Out And Tell The Dentist He Is There Just For Teeth Cleaning. Keep In Mind That Is Why Tuck Is There. The Camera Is On Tuck While All This Is Going On. The Drill Goes On Into A Piece Of Wood As He Hollers Out In Pain Again.
Now At This Point In Time I'm Not Sure If Tuck Will Still Be In The Waiting Room. It Was Agreed Upon We Would Stop Our Shenanigans If Tuck Got Up And Walked Out. Of Course Under Those Kinds Of Circumstances You Never Know For Sure How It Is Played Out. Even Though It's Scripted On Our End You Never Know How It's Going To End Up.
All In All Tuck Was Going To End Up With A Pain Free Teeth Cleaning, And I Would Have Yet Another Successful April Fool Prank. It Was The $90.00 Fee That Kept It From Becoming A Reality.
There Is Always Next Year.