February 2012
Mom: *calls my name*
Me: *closes computer, gets up, opens door, walks downstairs, jumps through hoop of fire, fights muhammad ali in his prime, wrestles a bear, out runs usain bolt, climbs mount everest*
Mom: Hand me that thing literally 5 feet from where I'm sitting.
Me:
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Family
Mom: Text dad and ask him to meet me at the mall
-Later-
Dad: Why did you send me three identical text messages?
Riri: Oh sorry, my phone does that sometimes.
Dad: Oh I just thought you were practising to be a wife.
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