Actually it was Larry and Harry. Harry is Larry's son. Envision "Father Knows Best" and then take the exact opposite and you have the home of Larry and Harry. Basically the whole time I was doing my eBay instructions over at Larry's house, Larry was cursing and screaming at Harry, telling him what an idiot he was. Then later, when I couldn't take it anymore, I decided to leave. But Larry wasn't through with me. He wanted me to post even more of his auctions on eBay so he tackled me outside on the two foot high grass lawn. Then Harry started screaming at Larry and jumped on his legs in turn. Then we had a large human train on the lawn---The Harry, Larry, Me Train with me as the engine desperately clawing my way on the lawn trying to get to my car to escape that nightmare. Unfortunately, I also had to drag along Larry and Harry since Larry was holding onto my legs and Harry was holding onto Larry's legs so we all resembled a very slow moving train.
That wasn't the end of the nightmare but perhaps one day I'll write a full story about it. BTW, I actually did see Larry at Margate last Tuesday and he offered to make me a stale jalapeno bagel with melted American cheese in it. I politely declined. Then Larry gave me a bunch of KFC coupons to give to Ken. He is still grateful to Ken for not running over his head with his car as he originally wanted.
PJ, that story cracks me up every stinkin' time!