HICKEY TIME.
HICKEY
Here's the story...
So. Everyone knows GREG right? He gave it to me, that meanie poo. I love him though!!! Anyways. To the story. Greg and I have this on going joke about who can give whom a "fun hickey" on the ARM. Well, we were playing around before we went to my mom's house and he kept on trying to give me one, and I told him to stop b/c it would be HORRIBLE to have a hickey at my mom's place. WELL! We get to mom's place and "clown around" aka just make out. okay, that sounds bad too... but anyways. Ahem. So... he was lookin' all hott like he always is, and then he put his lips on my neck for like TWO SECONDS... but like he sucked REALLY HARD... and BAM. The huggest hickey ever to be born on this planet. IT WAS HORRIBLE. Not only was it a big hickey, it's JET BLACK AND BLUE! GOLLY... oh my white skin nonetheless. GAH.
THEN!!!
I was also wearing this brand new shirt that I got... and it has glitter all over it. And OF COURSE it gets all over him... makin' us look like the MAKE OUT HORRIBLE COUPLE! Which, you know we really aren't... I mean, we just jokingly play around, but it got the best of us. Dangit!
So! The story goes on.
I try and cover it up with my hair all day long. And I thought it was going okay and stuff, evidently (sp?) not. We were eating at the dinner table and then Brad (my mom's "lover") notices it and he pulls all the attention towards me by saying "What's that on your shirt, Becca?". Thanks a lot Brad... meanie man. And so the attention is drawn to me and I try to look down and explain my shirt or something... and then make up a new topic of conversation. Anyways... the day goes on and my mom notices it, looks at me and I like turn away. LOL. Golly. Then finally when it was night time and after Greg, me, and my mom played a game of boggle... we said goodnight and then mom pulls Greg aside and says, "No more hickeys, that's not cool". DANGIT!!!
I mean seriously, we looked HORRIBLE. Ahhhh I hate it right now... but years down the road I'm gonna think it's HILARIOUS. But as for now.... I wish it were wintertime and I could wear turtle necks.
The End.
Here's the story...
So. Everyone knows GREG right? He gave it to me, that meanie poo. I love him though!!! Anyways. To the story. Greg and I have this on going joke about who can give whom a "fun hickey" on the ARM. Well, we were playing around before we went to my mom's house and he kept on trying to give me one, and I told him to stop b/c it would be HORRIBLE to have a hickey at my mom's place. WELL! We get to mom's place and "clown around" aka just make out. okay, that sounds bad too... but anyways. Ahem. So... he was lookin' all hott like he always is, and then he put his lips on my neck for like TWO SECONDS... but like he sucked REALLY HARD... and BAM. The huggest hickey ever to be born on this planet. IT WAS HORRIBLE. Not only was it a big hickey, it's JET BLACK AND BLUE! GOLLY... oh my white skin nonetheless. GAH.
THEN!!!
I was also wearing this brand new shirt that I got... and it has glitter all over it. And OF COURSE it gets all over him... makin' us look like the MAKE OUT HORRIBLE COUPLE! Which, you know we really aren't... I mean, we just jokingly play around, but it got the best of us. Dangit!
So! The story goes on.
I try and cover it up with my hair all day long. And I thought it was going okay and stuff, evidently (sp?) not. We were eating at the dinner table and then Brad (my mom's "lover") notices it and he pulls all the attention towards me by saying "What's that on your shirt, Becca?". Thanks a lot Brad... meanie man. And so the attention is drawn to me and I try to look down and explain my shirt or something... and then make up a new topic of conversation. Anyways... the day goes on and my mom notices it, looks at me and I like turn away. LOL. Golly. Then finally when it was night time and after Greg, me, and my mom played a game of boggle... we said goodnight and then mom pulls Greg aside and says, "No more hickeys, that's not cool". DANGIT!!!
I mean seriously, we looked HORRIBLE. Ahhhh I hate it right now... but years down the road I'm gonna think it's HILARIOUS. But as for now.... I wish it were wintertime and I could wear turtle necks.
The End.