The Macaroni Kid
The Macaroni Kid
Everyone knows that macaroni is pasta formed into little tubes. When they are cooked they taste good.
The Macaroni Kid was young, probably about twelve. He had a passion for macaroni, gravy and meat balls.
He had a darling mother that could fix him as many delicious bowls of pasta that he wanted. On Sunday mornings his nose would tempt him to head straight for the kitchen to check mama's big pot of simmering hot swimming meat balls that were basting in delicious mouth watering Italian gravy.
Oh my Lord in Heaven, when he raised the lid of the simmering bubbling pot of gravy he saw large plump fat scrumptious meatballs bobbing up, and down causing his mouth to water. The boiling gravy was extremely hot. Peter could not resist poking his fork into the blissful pot in and effort to jab a great big meatball , but as he skewered one, mama walked in and saw Peter fooling with the pot and said, " Peter! Get away from the gravy and meatballs right this minute ."
Peter was beside himself that morning. His mama had charged into him like a bull in a China cabinet. The boy was just a kid that loved meatballs and gravy, and his mother demolished his heart.
Later around noon, Peter rose up out of bed and politely went to the dinner table while food was being served. Peter filled his plate very high with macaroni and garnished it liberally with pasta gravy, and then he forked a few meatballs into his dish and ate dinner with the family.
Papa asked Peter what was wrong. Peter said, "Nothing much. Mama just chewed me out like I was a groveling dog over her golden pot of humongous gravy."
Mama said, "Peter, keep on bad mouthing me to your daddy and I am going to pop the living daylights out of you ."
After dinner was over, Peter took a little ride on his bicycle and broke his favorite left leg when he accidentally struck a skunk in heat by mistake.
Mama and Papa brought Peter to the emergency room at the nearest charity hospital because they had no insurance. Times were tough for everyone. Peter's leg was put into a cast. Mama cried. She hugged Peter and asked for forgiveness.
Papa hugged mama and Peter as well. When they all returned home, mama brought Peter some large delicious meatballs, all he could eat.
Peter kissed his mother and then wiped the gravy off of his mother's lips and from his own lips and went to bed. Papa turned on the television to check the local weather .
Ten years later Peter got married ,and built a house next door to his mama and papa. Peter went to college and became a state trooper , while his wife became a Beautician.
Peter's mother and daddy visited Peter often. Peter's mother never visited her son without bringing him meatballs.
The End , And God Bless You.