I ask about how his surgery went, as I took a bite of my dinner. "When I woke up, the docter told me that the surgery went successfwul and- " he stops. "Do I have a lisp David?" he asks me unhappily. "Well, now you do. But it's only your 'uh' sounds and "au" sounds." I answer.
"Damn it! This is the most fudged up day ever!" he shouts. "Sam! Language." Mom exclaims. "As you can see you aren't able to say bad words as we also added this option for you to not be able to curse during the surgery."
"Oh shirt." he replies. "Well, I sat up and the scientist gave me a motor skill test and he gave this sheet that said 2nd Grade math. The hardest question on it was 9 times 5. Even though I was able to do algebwa. Then the scientist gave me a sheet of paper and told me to write a story. I wrote with my left hand but not with my right, and my handwriting was now print and very messy. It was about a bear who swam to an island and found treasure which sounds so crap but it's your young ogre brain that's making me dumb."
After dinner, we head to my new big bedroom and ask Sam to come here. I lock the door and takeoff my clothes to reveal my hairy body and genital. I ask him about shaving and he gives me the razor in the bathroom cabinet but I was able to shave most of it off and trim my armpit hair before Sam could remember to explain. He sits on my bed and starts to cry about wanting his 'big boy' body back. But then feels his 6 pack and remembers that I'm a bit fatter now so he laughs at me and calls me 'ogre bodied'. I get a bit mad at him so we start to fight and finally this time I pick up Sam with one arm and make him smell my pits for one minute. I laugh at him as I leave the room when he tells for us to sleep in our old rooms for just tonight.
I put Sam's unitard back into the closet and struggle to sleep with my 5 foot 11 body. Bet Sam feels comfy with his now 4, 6'' body, haha!