Grandma's best dessert was jello with whipped cream. Ever since the first day I've tasted it I fell in love with it. One day I got greedy and stole the whole can of whipped cream and ran behind her bed. And ate the whole can of whipped cream. Eventually I got a butt whoppin but it was wroth it!
Thankgiving Dinner at school was over and a someone caught my attention in the street. As a continued walking I happened to turn around and walke into the No Parking sign. The people down the block heard and saw the pole shaking and told me if I was ok and laughted. I laughted too, what the heck it was funny even though by the time I got home my forhead was... yea....
One day I was curling my hair and I just happen to have the latest reaction that I was burning my forhead 5 sec later. Then when I looked into the mirror CON was imprinted onto my forhead from the brand Conway. It lasted for a week and boy oh boy...it was the topic of the week.
When I was a kiddie I was hyperactive. One day I was running around and run right into the shelf corner and got stiches right between my eye brows (harry potter somewhat). Also one day I tryed to eat a whole 5 pounds of sugar...dont ask...I was young and carzy.
One day grandma got me my first basketball and boy was that a dream come true. But there was sign effects that went along with my new basketball. Anyways I was bouncing at all around the house and broke a couple of stuff. Grandma told me to stop playing ball in the house but I was hard headed then and didn't listen. So she pulled the knife and tolf me to give her the ball. I didnt mess with her since sh had the knife in her hand. So she pops it with the kinfe and handed it back to my deflated. So then I had a very first deflated ball.
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