I officially hate Dallas Airport.
Alan and I had an eight hour delay! EIGHT HOURS!!!
Jesus Christ in a ******** bucket.
Other than that, Christmas at mom's actually was nice.
She was too busy fretting over Fredrick the meth addicted twin brother to b***h at me.
And my nine year old brother apparently doesn't think I'm Satan anymore.
He got me a supersoaker for Christmas. blaugh
Nobody's pants were the same that day.
Even that guy walking down the street who glared at me....
My brother, Erick, also has himself a girlie that he likes. He brought her over and when he rang the doorbell, I answered. With my supersoaker.
She, Ginnie, looked at me like I was mad as I doused Erick. Then screamed, "Ehhhhwick!!" and jumped into his arms.
We did Christmas//New Years dinner thing without my twin brother. Afterwards I popped in a Rocky Horror Picture Show DVD.
Erick and Dominick do not like that movie. Transexual Transilvania is a little much for them.
Ginnie loved it though.
Me and that girl get along great.
I hope they stay together; Erick'd be devestated. I can tell.... Random hugs, kisses on the checks, occasional sweet nothings in the ear.
My over-protective p***k brother is in love. 3nodding
....
And then.... Fredrick's girlfriend, or whore, or whatever she is, showed up. Asking where he was.
Apparently, she hadn't heard from him for a week. Mum's not seen him for three days. No one's heard from him.
We go out looking....
Dominick find's him sleeping in the park under a bench. In December....
So Mum's screaming about how worried she was, takes him home, forces the idiot into the shower and that's the last we heard from him.
He went and passed out in his old room for two days.
But the moral of this story is my mother doesn't hate me anymore. The hatred has turned into a gentle loathing.
blaugh
I love it.
Alan and I had an eight hour delay! EIGHT HOURS!!!
Jesus Christ in a ******** bucket.
Other than that, Christmas at mom's actually was nice.
She was too busy fretting over Fredrick the meth addicted twin brother to b***h at me.
And my nine year old brother apparently doesn't think I'm Satan anymore.
He got me a supersoaker for Christmas. blaugh
Nobody's pants were the same that day.
Even that guy walking down the street who glared at me....
My brother, Erick, also has himself a girlie that he likes. He brought her over and when he rang the doorbell, I answered. With my supersoaker.
She, Ginnie, looked at me like I was mad as I doused Erick. Then screamed, "Ehhhhwick!!" and jumped into his arms.
We did Christmas//New Years dinner thing without my twin brother. Afterwards I popped in a Rocky Horror Picture Show DVD.
Erick and Dominick do not like that movie. Transexual Transilvania is a little much for them.
Ginnie loved it though.
Me and that girl get along great.
I hope they stay together; Erick'd be devestated. I can tell.... Random hugs, kisses on the checks, occasional sweet nothings in the ear.
My over-protective p***k brother is in love. 3nodding
....
And then.... Fredrick's girlfriend, or whore, or whatever she is, showed up. Asking where he was.
Apparently, she hadn't heard from him for a week. Mum's not seen him for three days. No one's heard from him.
We go out looking....
Dominick find's him sleeping in the park under a bench. In December....
So Mum's screaming about how worried she was, takes him home, forces the idiot into the shower and that's the last we heard from him.
He went and passed out in his old room for two days.
But the moral of this story is my mother doesn't hate me anymore. The hatred has turned into a gentle loathing.
blaugh
I love it.
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i'm so glad that it went well. it's funny the way time changes people. (or doesn't, in the case of your twin)
sounds like it was more fun than any family reunion i've ever been to, so that's good.
and wtf? the rocky horror show is purest awesome mixed with copious win! how could anyone not like it?!?!