But Mess made me laugh and so did Chee [check posts below] so now I'm in a good mood. ^_^
So Ima bust out some o' ye olde foreign languages just because I want to be cool.
Today I went to Denny's and ate French Toast.
My six year old brother wondered out loud why it was called French Toast
and I answered as any 21st century teen would answer:
"Wikipedia it."
And that's not even the weird part!
My brother reaches for my *squeal* iPhone and goes to Wikipedia and does some research.
I'm pointing out once again, he's six.
I was playing with Barbies when I was six!
I did not know words such as "horrifying" or what the French word for jingle bells was!
[which, by the way, is cloches de tintement... who knew. >.>]
So, I conclude he's either an alien or he was genetically altered.
Makes sense, right?
Yeah, ^_^, I thought so.
So, I'm thinking about something.
Thanksgiving makes you want to eat.
And not just eat...
But, eat.
Eat like you've never eaten.
I say this because today we went to Chili's.
Normal enough, you say!
But, between two small children, one frail grandmother and one mother and daughter
we ended up scarfing down four plates of ribs and two Moltens.
What?!
That is just disgusting.
Here's to starving yourself until Christmas!
Vicks
P.S. As I'm pressed for time, satisfy yourselves with my powerful and emotive use of Italics. ^^












