Wednesday, June 10, 2009

So, of course, I Asked Why Her Dad Didn't Do It Himself.

I had to take care of it because my dad was cleaning the kitchen and he said that B2 or I had to do it and B2 is a wimp about that s*** and so it came to me and that crap couldn't stay in the house.

God, it was horrible. And then when Jack started eating it? ICKY ICK ICK GROSS VOM.

I guess with Jack, the deader and more gross and disgusting it is, the more tasty it is?

And my mom came home and acted like it was no big deal. Excuse me, mom, I almost vomited up very tasty pizza because of your gross chicken bits and if B1 was here he would have totally vomited and there isn't enough soap in the world to make me feel clean right now GOD I HATE YOU

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