It's ALL there, BLACK and white, CLEAR AS CRYSTAL. You STOLE fizzy lifting drinks, you BUMPED into the ceiling, which now has to be WASHED and STERILIZED, so you get NOTHING. You LOSE. Good DAY, sir!
Charlie?...
You LOSE!
Charlie?...
YOU'VE WON!
...
Yep.
So more on the BBC a bit later in the post-- I'll probably forget but then I'll just look at the title and remember. Ha. I win.
SO THIS IS AN IMPORTANT POST for all the kidz who enjoy hearing about my various exploits. If you're just here for the all caps, they're not hard to find.
SO
(I've got a blueberry for a daughter.)
Erm, well, last Saturday evening I went out with the kids. When I say "kids", I mean hypothetically speaking Salamander, Umbrella, me, and those other ones I don't mention very much but you should know who they are anyway (Pegasus, Ginger, and Appletree).
And when I say "hypothetically," I mean recently we've been having this problem where no one can come except Ginger, Pegasus, and me. I guess it has to do with the fact that Christmas is nearing and everyone's parents want to go out and have a lovely little booze party like mine *horrified face* and everyone has younger siblings EXCEPT ME.
So Saturday evening started rather badly because Appletree was answering no one and Umbrella had to babysit her cousin and Salamander's phone was broken so it was just Pegasus, Ginger, and me. Which is technically fine, I mean-- we have good times anyway.
But on the car ride there, I get like a billion all-caps texts from poor Sally (YES YES THAT IS SHORT FOR SALAMANDER OK IT'S JUST FASTER plus it's an embarrassing habit at this point *facepalm*) like "OH NOOOOOOO MY PHONE JUST TURNED BACK ON AND I CAN'T GO BECAUSE MY PARENTS ARE FORCING ME TO BABYSIT I FEEL LIKE THE BIGGEST JERK IN THE WORLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SORRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I WISH I COULD COME!!!!!!!!!!! SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BUT I CAN'T AND I FEEL REALLY HORRIBLE ABOUT IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" and I'm just like "Oh, how convenient. Well, see you next year!"
*flounces off*
Basically, his parents went to a thing and he has a younger brother so he had to babysit. So around a million more all-caps hysterical texts from Sally, it became apparent that if his parents got home before 10 or so, he could come over to da park where we were hangin'. (Oh, and a note about that-- the original Dome is dead. Too many drunken hoodlums ALWAYS show up and it gets really dark and things so now we meet up at a merry-go-round not too far from there.)
BUT THE IMPORTANT PART IS
Around half an hour to an hour after our meeting commenced, Pegasus got a little bit of a phone call from Sally and he put him on speaker and we were all talking to him and it was quite nice, really.
D'you wanna know what I'm gonna talk about next?
A-YUP. YOU GUESSED IT. THERE'S GONNA BE LIKE AN HOUR LONG RANT-- you have no idea how long it takes me to type these things-- ABOUT THE PHONE CALL.
So basically it began with all of us just kind of flailing in circles around the phone and somehow it started slowly to kind of get more focused on me, like he WAS talking to the others but we were having like a proper conversation and just getting interrupted by the other kidz. He brought up my Spanish class-- which was this huge personal problem thing like two months ago that I think I only told him about and he was like the biggest comfort in the universe but it was like ages ago and I thought he forgot-- and I told him about how much more boring it is than my other class and how the other class now has a new interesting teacher and we flailed angrily together and aww, he does care about me somewhat, he remembered.
Erm, so then somehow-- I genuinely do not remember how-- the phone just got completely transferred to me and then I just sat on the steps of the playground-- yeah, there's a playground nearby-- and we talked on the phone for like half an hour. It was very natural and easy and stuff-- it was great. We talked about Doctor Who and insulted each other and other people and it was just so lovely.
SO
BECAUSE OF STUPID TIME CONSTRAINTS
I'm leaving you with a cliffhanger and only a few spoilers for tomorrow's episode of "The BBC is just one big conspiracy".
Spoilers:
AUBURN.
/spoilers
Make of that what you will, but you'll find out properly tomorrow morning.
SO YEAH
HAVE A NICE EXISTENCE UNTIL TOMORROW
a point
Charlie?...
You LOSE!
Charlie?...
YOU'VE WON!
...
Yep.
So more on the BBC a bit later in the post-- I'll probably forget but then I'll just look at the title and remember. Ha. I win.
SO THIS IS AN IMPORTANT POST for all the kidz who enjoy hearing about my various exploits. If you're just here for the all caps, they're not hard to find.
SO
(I've got a blueberry for a daughter.)
Erm, well, last Saturday evening I went out with the kids. When I say "kids", I mean hypothetically speaking Salamander, Umbrella, me, and those other ones I don't mention very much but you should know who they are anyway (Pegasus, Ginger, and Appletree).
And when I say "hypothetically," I mean recently we've been having this problem where no one can come except Ginger, Pegasus, and me. I guess it has to do with the fact that Christmas is nearing and everyone's parents want to go out and have a lovely little booze party like mine *horrified face* and everyone has younger siblings EXCEPT ME.
So Saturday evening started rather badly because Appletree was answering no one and Umbrella had to babysit her cousin and Salamander's phone was broken so it was just Pegasus, Ginger, and me. Which is technically fine, I mean-- we have good times anyway.
But on the car ride there, I get like a billion all-caps texts from poor Sally (YES YES THAT IS SHORT FOR SALAMANDER OK IT'S JUST FASTER plus it's an embarrassing habit at this point *facepalm*) like "OH NOOOOOOO MY PHONE JUST TURNED BACK ON AND I CAN'T GO BECAUSE MY PARENTS ARE FORCING ME TO BABYSIT I FEEL LIKE THE BIGGEST JERK IN THE WORLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SORRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I WISH I COULD COME!!!!!!!!!!! SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BUT I CAN'T AND I FEEL REALLY HORRIBLE ABOUT IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" and I'm just like "Oh, how convenient. Well, see you next year!"
*flounces off*
Basically, his parents went to a thing and he has a younger brother so he had to babysit. So around a million more all-caps hysterical texts from Sally, it became apparent that if his parents got home before 10 or so, he could come over to da park where we were hangin'. (Oh, and a note about that-- the original Dome is dead. Too many drunken hoodlums ALWAYS show up and it gets really dark and things so now we meet up at a merry-go-round not too far from there.)
BUT THE IMPORTANT PART IS
Around half an hour to an hour after our meeting commenced, Pegasus got a little bit of a phone call from Sally and he put him on speaker and we were all talking to him and it was quite nice, really.
D'you wanna know what I'm gonna talk about next?
A-YUP. YOU GUESSED IT. THERE'S GONNA BE LIKE AN HOUR LONG RANT-- you have no idea how long it takes me to type these things-- ABOUT THE PHONE CALL.
So basically it began with all of us just kind of flailing in circles around the phone and somehow it started slowly to kind of get more focused on me, like he WAS talking to the others but we were having like a proper conversation and just getting interrupted by the other kidz. He brought up my Spanish class-- which was this huge personal problem thing like two months ago that I think I only told him about and he was like the biggest comfort in the universe but it was like ages ago and I thought he forgot-- and I told him about how much more boring it is than my other class and how the other class now has a new interesting teacher and we flailed angrily together and aww, he does care about me somewhat, he remembered.
Erm, so then somehow-- I genuinely do not remember how-- the phone just got completely transferred to me and then I just sat on the steps of the playground-- yeah, there's a playground nearby-- and we talked on the phone for like half an hour. It was very natural and easy and stuff-- it was great. We talked about Doctor Who and insulted each other and other people and it was just so lovely.
SO
BECAUSE OF STUPID TIME CONSTRAINTS
I'm leaving you with a cliffhanger and only a few spoilers for tomorrow's episode of "The BBC is just one big conspiracy".
Spoilers:
AUBURN.
/spoilers
Make of that what you will, but you'll find out properly tomorrow morning.
SO YEAH
HAVE A NICE EXISTENCE UNTIL TOMORROW
a point
I KNOW THIS ALLL
ReplyDeletemuahahaha.
Your point will change the world. Very well thought out.
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