Gobble gobble....
Ugh....I ate TOO MUCH. So its the day after thanksgiving...a time for shopping, schlepping about the house, and eating leftovers. For OTHER people anyways. I have homework, I've gone through all the leftovers, and I rolled out of bed way too late to take advantage of black friday. The only thing that brings a smile to my face at this point is the fact that I'm going out later today annnnnddd the bomb ass fight I almost witnessed between my two younger cousins yesterday. Wait, lemme correct that statement. The fight I almost witnessed between my 3 YEAR OLD COUSINS yesterday. Yes, its true, 3 year olds are vicious, and when provoked, can turn into some angry mother fuckers. Verbally they're more advanced than you'd expect. Here's a play by play of the insults thrown back and forth between the two: "You're a baby...No you're the baby...No you're a baby...Well, you're a baby and you're SELFISH!!!" Damn, I was laughin' so hard. And to top it all off, my cuter, less-adjusted cousin, ended the conversation with a little shove. Thats when I stepped in. But, by far, the funniest moment of the situation was when my cousin made a fist gesture to his dad (my uncle) as if silently asking "Do you want me to beat him up??" It vaguely reminded me of a mafia member waiting for the ok to knock off the enemy. I WISH you could have seen it. Sick, and entertaining all at the same time.