No such luck. Agent Daddy answered on the second ring. He must have some kind of sixth sense about my
Me: "Can I get a 16' trampoline for the back yard if it is free?"
Agent Daddy: "No."
Me: " Why not? It would be good for the kids. They can play on it and get some exercise."
Agent Daddy: "They don't play on the stuff they have now."
Me: "Well, you know Airborne said he would like a trampoline."
Agent Daddy: "Airborne wants C-4 too but he can't have that either." Sometimes Agent Daddy can be a real drag.
Agent Daddy: "I will tell you something else, the trampoline would interfere with the gardeners, and frankly I don't want to have to put it together."
Me: "I was going to have Mr. Gary help me go get it and put it together."
Agent Daddy: "Poor Mr. Gary. Did you float this brilliant idea past him?"
Me: "I thought I would call you first."
Agent Daddy: "Well thank you Jesus for small miracles."
Me: "You know you really are a buzz kill."
Agent Daddy: "You know you really need to stay off Craigslist."
Me: "How do you know know that I was on Craigslist?"
Agent Daddy: " Because I am a trained investigator and you are an unrepentant Craigslist addict."
I am silent here because the truth is sometimes painful.
Agent Daddy: "I love you sweetie but no trampoline okay?"
Me: "Okay. I love you too. Bye you big meanie."
Agent Daddy: Laughing hangs up the phone.
So what is a girl to do with something this AWESOME? I don't know but I am sure that if I brought it home Agent Daddy would notice it in the yard so for now I just have to take a pass on it.