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My aunt's birthday was yesterday. Everyone got together today. I actually enjoy getting together with them because they're all just so.... odd. My grandpap just got back from vacation and he was showing everyone these pictures of Florida. To be honest I have no idea how he got them developed so fast, I mean, my aunt picked him up from the airport the hour before... so I guess he did it in Florida... I normally wait until I'm home to develop pictures.... but that's just me. Anyway, my grandpap was telling everyone what he did while he was there... and my cousin and I were carrying on a different conversation, and my grandma was like... "Hey! He's trying to tell you guys a story and you're talking about something else!" Well.. he wasn't really talking to us.. he was talking to anyone who would listen. I mean, don't get me wrong, I love my grandpa's stories.. he's hilarious, but I just don't find Florida fruit trees all that interesting... sorry. Well anyway, everyone was singing happy birthday to my aunt, and my grandpa was still going on about his tree pictures. Right in the middle of the song we all hear my grandpap say, "Did you get to the Sausage Trees yet?" In your face grandma! We try to sing a nice song to Aunt Carrie and grandpap is talking about Sausage Trees!
No, there's more. My grandpap was still talking about his trip... but this time he was talking about cows. He claimed that Florida gets its orange juice by feeding the cows bad oranges. Then he started talking about something else... I wasn't really paying attention.. I think it was about my grandma's dad... anyway I caught one sentence of his story: "He was angrier than a cat pissing in the middle of July." What did I tell you? Hilarious. I love my grandpap. Oh wait, that's not all. My uncle is taking my grandparents on a three week trip to Italy this summer, and they were complaining how much it cost to get their passports. I don't blame them... passports really are expensive. But my aunt asked how long they last until they expire, and my grandparents said ten years. Then my mom says "Well, that will last you." What? Wait... what did she just say? And she tries to explain that she meant that they wouldn't be travelling when they're 85-90 or so. Yeah, whatever mom. We all know. Jen muy se frustra says: jen is on a train travelling from boston to pittsburgh going 140 mph Jen muy se frustra says: eddie is driving from pittsburgh to boston going 2 mph IWillOwnYou says: lmao is eddie driving a cow? Jen muy se frustra says: how long does it take eddie to realize he left home without his pants again IWillOwnYou says: probably 5 seconds before the train hits him IWillOwnYou says: or he just doesn't VaughnIsAHottie says: my mom always says not to look a gift horse in the mouth Jen muy se frustra says: huh. VaughnIsAHottie says: yeah. VaughnIsAHottie says: i don't really know what it means.. but i think im getting a pony for my birthday! ~scribbled by jen sometime around 9:15 PM
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