jeffdunham Blog and Journals

Sorry it's a bit delayed. I haven't been feeling my best. More on that later. I needed a laugh, and after a conversation with my friend Sarah, I HAD to write this XD.
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What if our baby comes in after nine? What if your eyes close before mine?
What if you lose yourself sometimes, and I'll be the one to find you, safe in my heart?
~*~ Giving Up - Ingrid Michaelson ~*~
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The migrane that Zacky had by the time that everyone arrived, had him even more grumpy than usual. Brian was trying his best to get him to calm down, while Val watched Raven, and Hannah was helping Grammy Baker, and Grandma Haner get dinner ready. Brian massaged Zacky's shoulders as the older man sat on the couch, and the younger man was sitting on the floor, inbetween Brian's legs

"Brian, can you come and help me?" asked Grandma Haner. Zacky grumbled, and walked outside. Papa Gates was standing there with a beer, talking to Jeff Dunham, and... damnit, Achmed. This wasn't what Zacky needed.

"Zack! Come here, for a second" said Papa, grabbing his son in law's arm, and pulling him over, "Try the routine on Zack, Jeff".

"Papa, really, I don't..." said Zacky, but got cut off, when Achmed suddenly came close to his face.

"Why so glum, chum?" asked Achmed. Zacky glared at Jeff, and Papa, his teal eyes full of rage and annoyance.

"Leave. me. alone" grumped Zacky, folding his arms over his chest, and turning to walk away.

"Dad.." said Brian in a warning tone, walking over. He shook his head, his eyes wide, as Achmed made a comment about buttsex, and emo hair. Brian wasn't really sure how those two connected, but he knew one thing; Zacky was PISSED.

"Listen here, you bag of bones!" growled Zacky.

"ZACK!" said Brian, grabbing him around the middle, pulling him away, "Ssshh... ssshhh. You're arguing with a puppet, baby..".

"HE STARTED IT!" whined Zacky, pointing to the puppet.

"Zackary. Come here" said Val, grabbing his hand.

"Heh heh heh, emo kid" said Achmed, as Zacky's lip trembled.

"DAD!" said Brian, as Jeff immediantely backed away. Zacky had turned around so quick, he was just a big blur of black and white, "Zack, go inside, Jeff, shut the hell up!".

"Halloween decoration!" snarled Zacky, as Val pulled him inside.

"SILENCE! I keel yo!" yelled Achmed. Brian sighed, and shook his head, fixing his hat.

"I'm sorry about that... I don't know what's wrong with him, lately" said Brian, quietly, as Papa put his arm around his son's shoulders, "Ever since we got Raven, he's been even more bitchy and moody".

"He's stressed. He's the.. woman of the relationship" said Jeff, as he put Achmed back in the case.

"I AM NOT!" shrieked Zacky, making the three men cringe, "MATTHEW! GET YOUR DAMN BEER OFF THE TABLE, AND USE A COASTER!". Brian cringed again, and Papa patted his shoulder.

"You're taking care of a four month old. You got Hannah when she already knew how to talk, and walk, and all that.. He's working himself to the bone" said Papa, gently. Brian rose his eyebrows as the group of people walked out of the house.

"What the hell?" he frowned, walking over to Johnny.

"Zacky, Grammy Baker, and Grandma Haner are going nutso with dinner" said Hannah, as she held Raven, "Dad, what the hell's wrong with him?".

"I don't know, and don't swear infront of your sister" said Brian, taking Raven. He had to find out what was wrong with Zacky.