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home!! thank god zombie jesus. the whole 'family' thing....not a good idea.
here's an idea of how things went:
alex and i, getting slurpees:
me: let's pretend we got lost.
alex: yeah, let's just keep driving.
me: "i couldn't find a place to turn around, so i had to keep going! then we were in brandon again!"
alex: ....do you think they would be mad?
alex and i decided we would see whatever movie was playing in theaters, just to get out of the house:
us: grandpa, where's the paper? we wanna know what movie's playing.
my grandpa: in the theatre?
us: ....yes.
my grandpa: oh, the theatre burned down.
me: we'll just....go downstairs, then.
alex: *pretends to put gun in his mouth*
supper:
my grandpa: *prayer*
rest of family: amen.
me: whatever.
you can ask me to be nice, or you can ask me to not smoke. you don't get both:
dad: are you going to come visit with everybody?
me: ...no.
dad: uh. no?
me: no.
and later:
mom: it would be really nice if you came and talked to your grandparents.
me: no. *turns up discman*
alex and i, getting ready to go home:
me: i hate family.
alex: i don't hate them, but i don't ever want to see them again.
me: ...happy zombie jesus day.
alex: yeah, happy zombie jesus day.
...and there were also drunken relatives, a dog that wouldn't shut up, and food that sucked. except for pie. the pie was pretty good.
i need a cigarette.
here's an idea of how things went:
alex and i, getting slurpees:
me: let's pretend we got lost.
alex: yeah, let's just keep driving.
me: "i couldn't find a place to turn around, so i had to keep going! then we were in brandon again!"
alex: ....do you think they would be mad?
alex and i decided we would see whatever movie was playing in theaters, just to get out of the house:
us: grandpa, where's the paper? we wanna know what movie's playing.
my grandpa: in the theatre?
us: ....yes.
my grandpa: oh, the theatre burned down.
me: we'll just....go downstairs, then.
alex: *pretends to put gun in his mouth*
supper:
my grandpa: *prayer*
rest of family: amen.
me: whatever.
you can ask me to be nice, or you can ask me to not smoke. you don't get both:
dad: are you going to come visit with everybody?
me: ...no.
dad: uh. no?
me: no.
and later:
mom: it would be really nice if you came and talked to your grandparents.
me: no. *turns up discman*
alex and i, getting ready to go home:
me: i hate family.
alex: i don't hate them, but i don't ever want to see them again.
me: ...happy zombie jesus day.
alex: yeah, happy zombie jesus day.
...and there were also drunken relatives, a dog that wouldn't shut up, and food that sucked. except for pie. the pie was pretty good.
i need a cigarette.