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It is 9:20 on a monday morning, I am tired and cranky and I did something on Saturday night I vowed I would never, ever do...
I LOITERED OUTSIDE KFC WITH TOM AND HIS MERRY BAND OF SMOKING LUNATICS FOR ALMOST AN HOUR!
...not that I oculd help it though. Mum got shit faced again and couldn't come and get me and the neighbour's son's shift only finished 1 hour after mine so it was all so perfect.
But you know why she does this to me....it because she's a BITCH. But god I love her.
Eleanor being a witness to my parent's insainty will tell you they need to be committed. On Saturday afdter a passionate arguement with my dad over the song Tom's Diner, involving the use of the arguement "but how many songs have the word milk in it???" my parents got dreadfully carried aweay and added milk to the title of every song they can recall and then began to sing them with the replaced lyrics. I was one of those had to be there things but we were in stitches at the song 'Eleanor Milkby'.
And that was my weekend.
Oh and I did some farming.
I LOITERED OUTSIDE KFC WITH TOM AND HIS MERRY BAND OF SMOKING LUNATICS FOR ALMOST AN HOUR!
...not that I oculd help it though. Mum got shit faced again and couldn't come and get me and the neighbour's son's shift only finished 1 hour after mine so it was all so perfect.
But you know why she does this to me....it because she's a BITCH. But god I love her.
Eleanor being a witness to my parent's insainty will tell you they need to be committed. On Saturday afdter a passionate arguement with my dad over the song Tom's Diner, involving the use of the arguement "but how many songs have the word milk in it???" my parents got dreadfully carried aweay and added milk to the title of every song they can recall and then began to sing them with the replaced lyrics. I was one of those had to be there things but we were in stitches at the song 'Eleanor Milkby'.
And that was my weekend.
Oh and I did some farming.