Easter.
Easter is quite a useless holiday.
Unless you are super religious. Which I am not.
Anyway, I spent it with my over achieving brothers and sister. And of course my sisters fat-ass son.
He walks into my living room and just sticks a DVD in, without asking if he could. I was like "Excuse me." He turned and looked at me, and said in that cocky tone he uses when his mother isn't around. "Were you watching TV?" I glared. "Yes." He shrugged and kept going.
I sat there, flabbergasted that the little brat would do that. It turned out to be Ghostbusters. I hadn't seen the movie so I decided to watch it.
Imgine my surprise when Sigourney Weaver's name pops up on the screen. I was like, "Siggy was in this movie?" PJ, the Fatt-ass looks at me. "You act like you know Sigourney Weaver" I looked at him and said in the cockiest tone I could muster. "As a matter of fact, I do." Then he told me I was lying and asked how I could have lived without seeing Ghostbusters. I replied with "I have better things to do than sit around and watch movies and tv all day." He looked at me and told me to fuck myself. I was about to reply when his mother came in and looked at us. I glared at her and she was like "How's my angel?" I looked at PJ and rolled my eyes.
"You mean brat?" She glared at me and walked out of the room. What the hell?
Unless you are super religious. Which I am not.
Anyway, I spent it with my over achieving brothers and sister. And of course my sisters fat-ass son.
He walks into my living room and just sticks a DVD in, without asking if he could. I was like "Excuse me." He turned and looked at me, and said in that cocky tone he uses when his mother isn't around. "Were you watching TV?" I glared. "Yes." He shrugged and kept going.
I sat there, flabbergasted that the little brat would do that. It turned out to be Ghostbusters. I hadn't seen the movie so I decided to watch it.
Imgine my surprise when Sigourney Weaver's name pops up on the screen. I was like, "Siggy was in this movie?" PJ, the Fatt-ass looks at me. "You act like you know Sigourney Weaver" I looked at him and said in the cockiest tone I could muster. "As a matter of fact, I do." Then he told me I was lying and asked how I could have lived without seeing Ghostbusters. I replied with "I have better things to do than sit around and watch movies and tv all day." He looked at me and told me to fuck myself. I was about to reply when his mother came in and looked at us. I glared at her and she was like "How's my angel?" I looked at PJ and rolled my eyes.
"You mean brat?" She glared at me and walked out of the room. What the hell?