
This is Nala hiding from Oscar in my pantry
When I got out of the shower, i went downstairs to see wat my mum was cooking for dinner, and there were bread roles on the table
YES PEOPLE THATS RIGHT, THATS RIGHT, BREAD ROLES, YOU HEARD IT HERE FIRST!!! anyway, they were all the same, except this one that looked really good, like better than all the others. and im like, i bags that one, and wait, get this, my dad is like, no thats my bread role. AND SO IT IS, MY DAD AND I MUST BATTLE TO THE DEATH FOR OWNERSHIP OF THE BREAD ROLE...JUST LIKE ORLANDO BLOOM AND THAT RANDOM UGLY GUY FIGHT FOR OWNERSHIP OF HELEN IN THE MOVIE TROY... anyway, so cathe decided that she would be like a quiz-master person, and ask questions, and first one to five points wins... QUESTION ONE: what time is it? Dad: 6:05 (wrong) Jacki: 5:51 (right) QUESTION TWO: what is Grandma's safety program called? Dad: Safety Program (wrong) Jacki: Something Spot? (wrong) QUESTION THREE: what is on the back of the nutrigrain box? Dad: Pictures of nutrigran (wrong) Jacki: Pictures of sports people and like random words (half a point) QUESTION THREE: how many pictures are on top of the piano? Dad: five (wrong) Jacki: seven (right) QUESTION FOUR: what colours are the small kitchen tiles around the stove? Dad: rainbow (wrong) Jacki: orange, purple, yellow, turqoise (right) QUESTION FIVE: what vegetables are we having for dinner? Dad: corn...and, uh...(wrong) Jacki: snowpeas, beans and carrots (right) QUESTION SIX: how far did Jacki walk in total this weekend? Dad: 21.5 km (wrong) Jacki: 20.2 km (right) so yes yes yes, i got the bread role so haha dad i enjoyed it very much thankyou. |
OMIGOSH like we just got back from DofE i am completely DEAD i so dont think i am going to be able to compete on friday coz i have these completely MONSTROUS blisters on my feet, and i cant walk so i have to crawl everywhere, and although degrading for me, i can see how this is hilarious for the rest of my family...
I guess it was kind of fun, despite the excercise, how wet it was, my only having one jumper, the blisters, the high mountains, everyone like killing themselves in that ravine, the mornings, my crappy dinner, mum like packing me 12 kgs of food alone, the smell of the toilets drifting downwind to our tent, our frost-bitten fingers, julias dehydration, the dissapearance of our super-shiny TranniaThingy, the missing pot, the crankiness, the cold, the heat, the rain, us turning into a tribe of savages and the whole not-having-a-mat-and-so-having-to-use-a-garbage-bag-instead thing. |
Besides, the ppl hu didnt go are so totally NOT IN on the in-jokes, like how i am Simon ahahahahahaha
....wait i just had a thought...
that jokes really on me isnt it???
damn.
Ok, so I've just got home from school, and I go upstairs to have a shower, but I go to the toilet first... so I'm naked on the toilet, and then I go to use some toilet paper...this is how the conversation goes: Jacki: (completely forgetting that I am butt-naked, I run out of the toilet and to the top of the stairs) Mum? MUM??? MU-U-UM??? Mum: (Very faintly from downstairs) Yes? Catherine: (Walks out of bedroom but does not see me yet) Why dont you just go downstairs and talk to her - WHAT THE HELL? Why are you naked? Mum: What do you want Jacki??? Jacki: (Running down the stairs) MUM!!!! Did you change the toilet paper? Mum: Why are you naked? Jacki: Just answer the question!!!Mum: Yes, I did Jacki: WHY??? That toilet paper was nice!!! Mum: I only got that one because it was on special. Catherine: (Vaguely attempting to sheild her eyes) Yeh, it was probably expensive. AT THIS POINT BOTH MUM AND CATHERINE WALK AWAY TO CONVERSE IN THE PRIVACY OF THE LAUNDRY...NOT FOR LONG. I, WANTING TO JOIN THE CONVERSATION, BUT REALISING THAT NEITHER MUM NOR CATHERINE SEEK THE PLEASURE OF MY NAKEEYNESS, RUN TO THE KITCHEN AND PUSH MY LEGS THROUGH THE BOTTOM OF A GARBAGE BAG, THEN CUT ARMHOLES AND WALK DOWN THE HALL, SEIZING A BELT AND TYING IT ON FOR EFFECT. Catherine: So, blah blah blah, oh not you again! Jacki: Yes, its me, and I want to be included. Mum: Jacki, put some pants on. Jacki: Fine ( I, noticing catherine is holding a pair of pyjama pants, grab them, and run down the hall, pulling off my garbage bag, and put the pyjama pants on instead.) THE END!!!! note: When I was naked, yes, i was covering the important bits up) |