Dec 19, 2005 22:08
This was my sister's away message. A true story - a conversation between her and my parents.
"i love my dad. my mom was saying she didn't want us to swear because someday we might accidentally swear in front the the president. My dad says "I swore in front of the president...of super secrets. It was a club we started out in my bushes when i was five. We had a song that would go 'fuck, shit, ass, don't forget the bitchin' hell.' we would sing it and march around with our guns. We met, elected officers, sang, and then disbanded. I was vice president."
again, i love my dad."