May 01, 2006 21:23
I'm better now, I guess.
I went for a walk and got a sno cone. The sno cone was gross and blue.
My dad bitched some more because when I got home he was asleep so I had been home for about two hours before he noticed. He told me that I need to tell him when I get home or else he'll shoot me. Or he might think I'm robbing him or something. But still, he said he would probably shoot me.
Now he just realized that I "could have died" earlier, which should make me feel special that he noticed that I almost got hit by a car, but....it doesn't; mostly because he's going into this big rant of how, if my mom hadn't been calling me at THAT EXACT SECOND, I would have had a better chance of surviving. (note: I AM STILL ALIVE, I DID NOT GET PULVERIZED BY AN AUTOMOBILE)
My mom then took me to Luby's. HALLEmuthafuckinLUJIAH! *does Jesus dance*
So then, she goes to make a to-go order for my dad and I hear "Yeah, that mutha fuckin asshole, he needs a fuckin viagra and a play boy mag and just fuckin relax. Shit, yeah!" Okay, I added the "shit yeah" part. But, I turn over my shoulder and she's striking up a conversation with the cashier who is vigorously nodding her head and saying "Mmhmm, fo sho!" after every thing my mom says. My mom must have a gift for being the queen of conversation. That lady could have been 70 years old with a tracheotomy and my mom still would have made her laugh (of course she'd have to cover her throat to do so). So we find out that this lady lost her virginity at 13, with the permission of her mom and has two kids now. One of which just started getting boobs (AT EIGHT YEARS OLD!) and the other just discovered the physical difference between girls and boys.
Yep.