Just fudge...

Jun 08, 2005 16:45

According to my mother, it's safer to insert your fingers into a power-point/socket then to annoy me when I'm anxious. At least the socket leaves you without the confuzzlement that is called my logic.

*insert confused look here*

Me?

Temper?

True: I can get a bit feisty when people annoy me, but a temper? Just because I refuse to debate with my sister what I'm taking up into my room (fudge! Delicious, mouth watering, sweet vanilla fudge!) for an hour does not a temper make.

Sis: Whatcha got there?

Me: Nothing (thinking: my fudge! MINE! Not sharing, I bought you chocolate yesterday, this is MINE!)

Sis: Then why does the nothing makes sounds?

Me: It's my business.

Sis (to mom): she's got food!

Me: You can get yourself some downstairs.

Sis: But you have it here.

Me: No, you can't have it, it's mine! (walk into room with the definite closing of a door that spells: those who open this will have it close on their nose)

Alright, maybe I do have a tiny little temper. But it was my fudge, I bought it, my money, and just the thought of nubbling on it while reading my RP-posts makes my mouth water...

I need fudge!

sister, fudge

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