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Gardening is so stupid.
My mom and I decided that since we never have anything to do on Mondays we would have a little mother/daughter gardening session. I was actually excited about it.
However, monday rolls around and I wake up and I'm hungry. so I spent about an hour trying to convince my mom to go the bank and take out some cash so I can get some Mcdaonalds. To my surprise, it worked! so we head out, get the monies, and go to Mcdonalds where I order a LARGE number eleven. This consists of: A ten piece nugget, a LARGE fry, and a LARGE drink. So we pull up to the next window and pay. Then we pull up to the window after that where the guy hands us our food. He hands us a medium pop and I say "Whoa, whoa, whoa, this ain't mine." So I tell him, this is supposed to be Large so he rolls his eyes and fills me up a large, gives us our bag of food and he go home.
By this time, my mouth is watering. When we get home I go to grab my delicious fries out of the bag and to my dismay, THEY WERE A FUCKING MEDIUM!
Now, the rest of this entry is going to make me sound like a fat pig but I'm okay with that.
I Fuh-lipped out!! First of all, if I wanted a Medium, I would have oredered one. Obviously I was hungry for a LARGE! No joke, I was on the verge of tears. Wow...
Anyways, after that disappointment my mom and I grab our Gardening Tools. We wheel Zoe out onto the Deck and Tie Skippy up in the front. I start weeding the unnecessary growth in my mom's flowerbed and I start to notice bugs. I mean BUGS, We're talkin' Centipedes, Spiders, ants, RED ants, Beetles. I was pissed. I hate bugs. I hate dirt. I have allergies because I'm nerdy ( a little). I'm wearing hot pink pajama pants and no bra. Which you'd think "Well, Heather you don't have any tits so No bra? No problem!" Wrong, The sole reason I wear a bra is to make my tits look bigger.
So I go inside, lounge on the couch, and let my mom garden by herself.
My mom and I decided that since we never have anything to do on Mondays we would have a little mother/daughter gardening session. I was actually excited about it.
However, monday rolls around and I wake up and I'm hungry. so I spent about an hour trying to convince my mom to go the bank and take out some cash so I can get some Mcdaonalds. To my surprise, it worked! so we head out, get the monies, and go to Mcdonalds where I order a LARGE number eleven. This consists of: A ten piece nugget, a LARGE fry, and a LARGE drink. So we pull up to the next window and pay. Then we pull up to the window after that where the guy hands us our food. He hands us a medium pop and I say "Whoa, whoa, whoa, this ain't mine." So I tell him, this is supposed to be Large so he rolls his eyes and fills me up a large, gives us our bag of food and he go home.
By this time, my mouth is watering. When we get home I go to grab my delicious fries out of the bag and to my dismay, THEY WERE A FUCKING MEDIUM!
Now, the rest of this entry is going to make me sound like a fat pig but I'm okay with that.
I Fuh-lipped out!! First of all, if I wanted a Medium, I would have oredered one. Obviously I was hungry for a LARGE! No joke, I was on the verge of tears. Wow...
Anyways, after that disappointment my mom and I grab our Gardening Tools. We wheel Zoe out onto the Deck and Tie Skippy up in the front. I start weeding the unnecessary growth in my mom's flowerbed and I start to notice bugs. I mean BUGS, We're talkin' Centipedes, Spiders, ants, RED ants, Beetles. I was pissed. I hate bugs. I hate dirt. I have allergies because I'm nerdy ( a little). I'm wearing hot pink pajama pants and no bra. Which you'd think "Well, Heather you don't have any tits so No bra? No problem!" Wrong, The sole reason I wear a bra is to make my tits look bigger.
So I go inside, lounge on the couch, and let my mom garden by herself.