So I know I left y'all in sus-pents over What Angie Did. Some of y'all guessed dat she scratched somebody or beat up Dubble Trubull. Well, dat are just par for da course round here. Some of y'all guessed dat she wuz da cause of my momma's old computer dyin - nope, it wuz just OLD - even older dan ME!
What Angie did wuz make da mistake of attemptin to climb Crockett's daddy's Speaker Mountain in front of him. And she didn't successfully climb it, she slipped and ripped a speaker cover and put a big ol claw hole in a woofer. Or a tweeter. I ain't heard no woofin or tweetin, whatefur. And see, Crockett's daddy are OBSESSED wif his speakers, he are nutso bout em. Some kinda stereo-holic or somefin. So he wuz not in a good mood and for some reason, all three of us got da blame. Probably becuz when he wuz parshully dismantlin Speaker Mountain he discovered even more cat scratches. And fur. He's still whining some bout us messin wif his speakers.
Now, ya wanna hear a secret?? My momma (and really ALL da mommas) thought da whole thing wuz funny. Dey don't get da speaker obsesshun and are tired of being blasted wif some of da weird music Crockett's daddy chooses to play. Like right now it's opera. And no offense if ya like opera, but it are not eggsactly my momma's thing. None of da mommas' things. Da only kinda classical music she likes fee-chures fairies, dancing hippos, centaurs, and Mickey Mouse (yeah, she are talkin bout Fantasia, MOL!)
So dat are what Angie did dat got all of us in trubbull, well, at least wif da man.