my basic life
yeah yeah its me. hows it going? well my life is very intresting. im the youngest in a family of 3 children. my dad is an age confused 50 somthing year old grump with a metal hip and calls our dogs his only kids. sweatdrop neutral yeah. oh and he scares away all my friends. thats why i only bring people that i hate to my house. lol my mom is an over caring, over worked, over stressed nag machine. blah blah blah blah blah blah dramallama . she couldnt stop talking to save her life. my brother, and the oldest kid in the family, works 5 jobs, still lives in our house, is heavier than a tank, and though it seems he cant afford a hotel room but somehow he can still afford 20 games a week for his lik 10 game systems. then theres my sister. okay no beeding around the bush on this on, shes a witch. when she has a sleep over, she always takes one of the girls bras and puts it in the freezer. she loses more friends that way. oh but heres the good part. the pranked girls PAY ME TO GET MY SISTER BACK!!!! rofl usually i just spit on her food or in her drink, or mix dog drool into her eggs when i mak breakfast. but somtims i get spiecal. mor recently, the dogs "somehow wink " got to her stuffed monkey collection smile he he he he he. scored 10 bucks from that one. payment AND a show. BONUS! okay now for other people. first, my dogs. buddy is a 3 year old golden retriever who loves people, loves to be pet, is a drool machine, and is not too crazy about toys( except for stuffed monkeys). maggie is a 2 year old golden retriever who is not too crazy about geusts, hates to sit still, doesnt drool, and is obsessed with tennis balls( and stuffed monkeys). then theres sam. my adopted sister. not really. she just coms over so much that we call her family.and last but not least, lizzy. shes the oldest kid in the family. i know i didnt mention her up top, but theres a reason. the thing is, well, this is kind of hard to say, but shes no longer with us. she died at birth crying . well, thats it i geuss.
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