This is my world

[thejunipertree]

Exchange between my mother and brother on the
phone two days ago:

him: I bought the Star-Bellied Sneetch a car.

her: A car?! What kind of car?

him: A 1963 Cadillac Fleetwood. It's a Hearse.

her: You bought her a Hearse?!

him: Yep.

her: Can you drive it?

him: Well...yeah. You can drive it.

her: You bought her a Hearse. How much was it?

him: Eight dollars. *laughs*

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He had bought me a little Hot Wheels Hearse.
Something which I've been looking for for a
very long time. It's still in its package,
in my room, on a shelf. I've yet to take it out
and play with it, though I want to.
My brother is keen.

God bless clear Caladryl. I've just gotten
done slathering it all over the bug bites on
my legs. Thank goodness it's clear. I don't
relish the idea of being covered in smeary
pink dots. Though, you may find those pink
dots to be legendary. Hah! I slay me...

I wonder where the Wee One has gotten to. I'd
invited her to go with the Engineer (formerly
known as the Goose, I've decided to change it
again) to the Torture Instruments Exhibition in
Atlantic City this evening. No hide, nor hair
of her so far. But, it is still very early. If
you're running on Goblin Town Time, which I'm
sure she is.

Comments

[ninjalicious.livejournal.com]

He didn't come here, I went there. You're right, your bro does r0xx0r.