secretdrift07

Chapter four is up!

secretdrift07

I’m in a car going on a road trip, and out of nowhere my little four year old brother starts singing.
          I smell the blood of an English man~
          So I turn to him and ask him where he learned that from and he instead asked me
          Gwinny are you an English man
          I told him that I was and he responded with
          Your blood smells good
          I’m slightly worried 
          

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I just scrolled through my moms Facebook posts and came back with some great stories from a long time ago, so enjoy!
          
          Me: Mom, Mia said that you are gonna be mad at me
          Mom: why
          Me: because I’m making a salad 
          Mom: salad is good for you, why would I be mad because of that
          Me: I don’t know
          Mom: what’s in your salad
          Me: candy and chips
          
          My sister: Mom! * insert my real name here* said a bad word
          Mom: what did she say
          Sister: the b word 
          Mom: can you tell me what it is
          Sister(whispers): Butler 
          
          *Present time*
          Mom looking at SAT scores: see I was good at math!
          Me: What was your scores
          Mom: well if you add up all of these numbers...what’s 7+13?
          Me: I’m surprised you got 85 percentile 
          
          *Present Time*
          Me playing road trip bingo(the one where you have to find things on the street): I need to find a minivan
          Mom: ok
          Me : *sees ambulance passing by* it’s a medical minivan!!!!
          Mom: you mean a ambulance
          Sister: lol
          
          *Present time*
          Little sister playing with small three pound dog: come here doggy 
          Mom: be careful with her sweetie you don’t want to crush her on accident 
          Me: DONT BREAK HER BREATHING HOLE!!!!!
          
          *Present time*
          Dad: Ahhhhhhh shit
          Me and my older sister: Good day for fishing ain’t it?
          Dad: hu huh
          Me and sister: * laughing like there’s no tomorrow* 
          ( it’s an inside joke)
          
          Me and my sister: * asleep on couch* 
          Mom: girlies wake up
          Me: Salsa
          Mom to my sister: what did she just say
          Sister: Housejail
          
          *Present time*
          Me talking to my mom: and dad wore yoga pants
          Mom: wait run that back turbo, your father did what
          Me: he wore yoga pants, my little brother kept saying he was wearing granny pants
          Mom: that just made my day