Don't mess with the Big Guy

This happened a while back, but it’s still funny – and, depending on how you look at it, revealing.

Momma Pug and I were having a fairly good natured disagreement about something while talking in the master bathroom, which borders the wall going into the back yard. On the other side of the wall, literally a foot from the window, is the air conditioning unit.

After Momma Pug said something I deemed inflammatory, I stepped back from her and said, “Just so you don’t miss, Lord, she’s over here,” and pointed at her.

She laughed and said, “He aint gonna do shit.”

Immediately, there was a large flash of light and a shower of sparks. A bolt of lighting had shot down a tree and hit the AC unit. Amazingly, we lost no power or AC.

But it put Momma Pug back on the straight and narrow.