Friday, August 17, 2012

My Poor Brownies!

Dads can just be plain mean!

Ok, so, it's pretty much a fact that when summer starts to come to a close, the roaches move in right? Well, my family has declared war on the resident roachs. I told my dad that I had already swept one up and he was pleased in the normal way at first. Then he mentioned them being in the stove. Roasted roachs like M&Ms was what he said. Then he started to talk about mushy roach guts. Some how he mentioned goo filled brownies. And bonbons. I was forced to fall to the kitchen floor in disgust. I can never look at brownies the same way again.

Thanks a lot Dad, now I can never enjoy fudge brownies as I would like. Actually, it was kinda like the time Dad said spaghetti looked like heart worms. Neither my mom, my sister, nor I could finish our dinner after that.

And there you have how dads can be just plain mean!

Lil Bit
P.S This is the most childish post I think any seventeen year old has ever made!

1 comment:

  1. Ewww thanks for imparting that knowledge on me! Now I can never think of brownies the same way again, either!!! Blechhhhhh :P Sorry you live with such a descriptive Dad, just try to love him through his meanness, okay? (Yeah, I know it's hard haha)

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