My friends and I randomly ran around pointing out everything that was flammable one day... we scared alot of the adults... they thought we were trying to decide what to set fire too...
And the other day this happened:
G: DUSKY!!! *tackles me randomly*
Me: Hey! What was that for?!
G: I dunno... you looked tackle-able...
Me: *blinking* tackle-able...
The robbed that smiles, steals something from the thief. ~William Shakespeare, Othello Boo. SPEW is watching.
my sister: you're sure starting to sound like mom
me: well, she's right for once
my sister: you sure say 'for once' a lot
me: and you're sure right for once