Lily. Gone crazy. I was eatin. Relaxin, actually being myself WHICH I HARDLY EVER GET TO DO. Wait, scratch that. NEVER GET TO DO. Just kidding, maybe once every year, I get to. Well anyway, I was eating this cupcake that Lily actually made me. She walks into the room and looks at the cupcake that I'm eating. Which, by the way, don't ever eat a cupcake made by a two year old. Well anyway, she walks in and gasps.
Lily: HOW COULD YOU DO THAT?
Me: What?
Lily: Eat that!
Me: This?
Lily: Yeah!
Me: You gave it to me.
Lily: Oh yeah.
Me: See?
Lily: I want it back.
Me: But it's already in my belly.
Lily: Yummy!
Gross?! Should I be appalled?
I would love to babysit anyone. Just call me, K? Number. Oh wait. this is the internet peoples. I ain't given no number. But email okay. sandershuntchase@gmail.com
Got that? Good. Love life. K? AND DON'T EVER EAT A CUPCAKE MADE BY A TWO YEAR OLD.
1 comment:
thanks man.
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