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So I had a pretty eventful weekend that I never posted about.
It was actually going pretty smoothly until Sunday afternoon, when Lori was suddenly overcome by the Devil or something. Tom and I were upstairs and Tom went downstairs to get the Action Replay from Sean. Well, he had it in his pocket and would not give it to Tom. Of course, he wasn't "using" it, seeing as it was in his pocket, but he refused to give it to him.
So (now remember, I'm still upstairs but I can hear everything) Lori goes over and starts intervening. She tells Sean to give Tom the Action Replay, but tells Tom to clean up the living room (totally not related to the subject). Tom tells her, "For the last time, Mom, I was not the one who made the mess!"
She lets it go because there is a direct fight in front of her: Sean still refuses to take the Action Replay out of his pocket and give it to Tom. So now Tom is trying to get into Sean's pocket himself and take it out. Well, I can hear Sean screaming like a little girl, "No! I don't know! Stop!" Whenever Sean is confronted with ANYTHING, he always says, "I don't know." No matter what.
So Lori realizes that Sean will not listen to her or Tommy, so she starts screaming at Tom again about the living room. Tom and I had our Pokemon cards downstairs (I've been collecting since I was in third grade, so . . . it's pretty important to me) and there were baseballs all over the floor. When I got there in the morning, they were scattered all over the floor, and Tom hadn't even woken up yet, but Sean had been up for a while . . . so I wonder who put them there?
Anyway, so Lori starts going ballistic because no one is listening to her and she grabs MY binder of cards and whips it against the wall, making my cards to everything and breaking my binder. (This is a three inch binder.) So that distracts Tom. He starts screaming at his mom and takes the cards back upstairs to me, apologizing profusely. So I'm sitting there, shocked and confused, and he goes back downstairs to get his cards to they're not mauled and to get the Action Replay from Sean.
So, at the end of the fight, Sean still has the Action Replay in his pocket, he's crying on the couch, I got my binder ruined and my cards all over the place, Tom had to clean up the living room mess that was not caused by him, and Lori sat at the kitchen table, moody, with her boyfriend Ray watching awkwardly.
I was really, really pissed off. So, here's for my revenge!
Yes, I took revenge because ANYONE who messes with me pays.
So earlier in the day, Lori told Tom and I to clean out her car . . . yeah. Nothing in the car belonged to either of us and we ALWAYS take our trash out of the car after we use it. But whatever. So when Tom is driving me home, we stop at a gas station first. And I go, "I'm going to clean out your mom's car, okay?"
And I go in the back and starts picking up all the little pieces of trash . . . and EVERYTHING ELSE.
I threw away sweatshirts, binoculars, head rests, a shitload of stuff.
Well, now her car is clean.
It was actually going pretty smoothly until Sunday afternoon, when Lori was suddenly overcome by the Devil or something. Tom and I were upstairs and Tom went downstairs to get the Action Replay from Sean. Well, he had it in his pocket and would not give it to Tom. Of course, he wasn't "using" it, seeing as it was in his pocket, but he refused to give it to him.
So (now remember, I'm still upstairs but I can hear everything) Lori goes over and starts intervening. She tells Sean to give Tom the Action Replay, but tells Tom to clean up the living room (totally not related to the subject). Tom tells her, "For the last time, Mom, I was not the one who made the mess!"
She lets it go because there is a direct fight in front of her: Sean still refuses to take the Action Replay out of his pocket and give it to Tom. So now Tom is trying to get into Sean's pocket himself and take it out. Well, I can hear Sean screaming like a little girl, "No! I don't know! Stop!" Whenever Sean is confronted with ANYTHING, he always says, "I don't know." No matter what.
So Lori realizes that Sean will not listen to her or Tommy, so she starts screaming at Tom again about the living room. Tom and I had our Pokemon cards downstairs (I've been collecting since I was in third grade, so . . . it's pretty important to me) and there were baseballs all over the floor. When I got there in the morning, they were scattered all over the floor, and Tom hadn't even woken up yet, but Sean had been up for a while . . . so I wonder who put them there?
Anyway, so Lori starts going ballistic because no one is listening to her and she grabs MY binder of cards and whips it against the wall, making my cards to everything and breaking my binder. (This is a three inch binder.) So that distracts Tom. He starts screaming at his mom and takes the cards back upstairs to me, apologizing profusely. So I'm sitting there, shocked and confused, and he goes back downstairs to get his cards to they're not mauled and to get the Action Replay from Sean.
So, at the end of the fight, Sean still has the Action Replay in his pocket, he's crying on the couch, I got my binder ruined and my cards all over the place, Tom had to clean up the living room mess that was not caused by him, and Lori sat at the kitchen table, moody, with her boyfriend Ray watching awkwardly.
I was really, really pissed off. So, here's for my revenge!
Yes, I took revenge because ANYONE who messes with me pays.
So earlier in the day, Lori told Tom and I to clean out her car . . . yeah. Nothing in the car belonged to either of us and we ALWAYS take our trash out of the car after we use it. But whatever. So when Tom is driving me home, we stop at a gas station first. And I go, "I'm going to clean out your mom's car, okay?"
And I go in the back and starts picking up all the little pieces of trash . . . and EVERYTHING ELSE.
I threw away sweatshirts, binoculars, head rests, a shitload of stuff.
Well, now her car is clean.