DUDE.
Amy, I think I'm going to make you read False Colours, it's about twins. D: And it's realistic!
this is not the person who got more Heyers today OH NO
What? o_o I am understandably picky about my twin stories.
Must get stuff ready for Diamond Lake trip. Bah! Although at least now we're not actually going camping. Man, when we were teenagers, if we got a campsite with flushable toilets we thought were in the lap of luxury.
(One time the campground we were at was suffering from the Plague of Frogs Mark Two and at night there would be thousands of little frogs all over the walls and floor of the bathroom. Older Sister, being the sort of person who would wake us up and make us go to the bathroom with her in the old house [ok, not that I particularly blame her, it was a 120ish year old house and it could get kind of unnerving at night], flipped out and Cecil had to escort us to the bathroom and sweep out the frogs. Well, Amy and I weren't enthusiastic about the frogs either but we could deal with them. Sort of. Anyway, he swept out the entire bathroom, Older Sister inspected the bathroom suspiciously and went into the stall --- and then Amy and I saw he'd missed one behind the toilet. Being, as you may have gathered, full of sweetness and light and sibling affection, we waited until we were halfway back to the campsite to inform her of this, and were rewarded by her leaping five feet in the air and screaming. Good times, man, good times.)
I maaaay do a request meme before we leave so I have something to do besides claim the dog looks like he needs a walk, btw.
this is not the person who got more Heyers today OH NO
What? o_o I am understandably picky about my twin stories.
Must get stuff ready for Diamond Lake trip. Bah! Although at least now we're not actually going camping. Man, when we were teenagers, if we got a campsite with flushable toilets we thought were in the lap of luxury.
(One time the campground we were at was suffering from the Plague of Frogs Mark Two and at night there would be thousands of little frogs all over the walls and floor of the bathroom. Older Sister, being the sort of person who would wake us up and make us go to the bathroom with her in the old house [ok, not that I particularly blame her, it was a 120ish year old house and it could get kind of unnerving at night], flipped out and Cecil had to escort us to the bathroom and sweep out the frogs. Well, Amy and I weren't enthusiastic about the frogs either but we could deal with them. Sort of. Anyway, he swept out the entire bathroom, Older Sister inspected the bathroom suspiciously and went into the stall --- and then Amy and I saw he'd missed one behind the toilet. Being, as you may have gathered, full of sweetness and light and sibling affection, we waited until we were halfway back to the campsite to inform her of this, and were rewarded by her leaping five feet in the air and screaming. Good times, man, good times.)
I maaaay do a request meme before we leave so I have something to do besides claim the dog looks like he needs a walk, btw.