FBI Visit

Ben had a very interesting story to tell his Auntie . . .

Ben:  Leslie, the FBI stopped by at our house!

Leslie:  Why did the FBI Stop by your house?

Ben:  Because dad wanted to order pizzas!

Okay, probably need to explain this one a little more.  Ben sometimes likes to dramatize his stories but this is a truthful story . . . kind of.

It was a cold, snowing evening at the Davis household when there was a loud knocking at the door.  The dogs aren’t used to visitors so they began to bark.  Ben, Andrew, and Jacob took a break from playing Star Wars Lego on the Wii to see who was stopping by.

Dad answered the door and invited the stranger in.  The stranger handed dad some paper work and as Dad was filling it out, the boys came in for a closer examination of the guest.  Looking at his hat, they asked:

Ben:  Are you the FBI?

Stranger:  *in a stern voice*  Why, yes I am.

Jacob:  I knew it, that’s what it says on your hat . . . FBI.

Andrew:  What are you doing here?

Stranger:  I arrest boys that are being bad, are you boys being bad?

BOYS:  NOOOOO!!!!

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After the paper work was done . . .

Ben:  Dad, what were you doing with the FBI?

Dad:  Ordering pizzas.  (Of, course)

Okay, in actuality it was a boy from the Rochester Youth Hockey League that had an FBI hat.  He was going door to door in our neighborhood selling pizzas for fund-raising.  Several weeks later when he dropped off the pizzas, the boys recognized him and called him the “FBI guy”.  He was  a very friendly kid and was kind enough to entertain the boys and play along with the FBI story.

Hmm . . . I’m suddenly hungry for pizza . . . go figure.