Ah, Easter. A time for joy and family togetherness. Go to church, hunt for eggs... I wish I still Egg Hunted... And enjoy the holiday with your relatives. Luckily, because I'm so awesome, I fu#*ed up the whole thing.
It all started at dinner. I was in the chat saying retarded things and yelling at idiots, when my dad comes in and says, "time for dinner!". Of course, dinner isn't appealing to me right now being as I'm busy in a conversation of mass proportions, involving... well something important anyway. I stayed at my computer, ignoring everyone else. The second time my dad came to tell me to come for dinner, I pretended I wasn't there so that giant, loud, short-tempered walrus would leave me be. The third and final time, he literally dragged me to the table, causing me quite a lot of pain. Jerk.
When I got to the table, I was still pissed at him for pulling me away from my computer, so I contemplated a lovely way to get revenge. When I got passed a plate of... ham I think, I took it from my dad's hands and threw the plate at the wall. Everyone stared in shock, and Dad was gettin ready to kill me. Then, for the last touch, "Please pass the ham."
He wasn't pleased. There was a lot of yelling and death threats after that. I was sent to my room and grounded with no TV. Before I slammed my door, I just had to finish it, "Enjoy your tea!". (Beforehand I spit in my dad's tea glass when he wasn't looking. I don't even know why he drinks tea anyway. It probably tasted the same.)
Now, I'm currently $40 richer and his wallet is $40 emptier. The lesson: don't piss me off, or I'll spit in your tea.
Regards:
It all started at dinner. I was in the chat saying retarded things and yelling at idiots, when my dad comes in and says, "time for dinner!". Of course, dinner isn't appealing to me right now being as I'm busy in a conversation of mass proportions, involving... well something important anyway. I stayed at my computer, ignoring everyone else. The second time my dad came to tell me to come for dinner, I pretended I wasn't there so that giant, loud, short-tempered walrus would leave me be. The third and final time, he literally dragged me to the table, causing me quite a lot of pain. Jerk.
When I got to the table, I was still pissed at him for pulling me away from my computer, so I contemplated a lovely way to get revenge. When I got passed a plate of... ham I think, I took it from my dad's hands and threw the plate at the wall. Everyone stared in shock, and Dad was gettin ready to kill me. Then, for the last touch, "Please pass the ham."
He wasn't pleased. There was a lot of yelling and death threats after that. I was sent to my room and grounded with no TV. Before I slammed my door, I just had to finish it, "Enjoy your tea!". (Beforehand I spit in my dad's tea glass when he wasn't looking. I don't even know why he drinks tea anyway. It probably tasted the same.)
Now, I'm currently $40 richer and his wallet is $40 emptier. The lesson: don't piss me off, or I'll spit in your tea.
Regards:
Bleh, I suck at this... Forgivness is a token not easily earned...
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