okay. if you find no joy in the scatological aspects of life, move along. this post is not for you.
caron. daphne. i think you will feel me on this one.
the best thing ever happened. okay. so yesterday, i was having a weirdo day. like i couldn't drive my cart straight at the grocery store and everything was a little off and silly. so anyway, emily and i went for groceries because after getting back from spring break, neither of us had any food in our houses. and i bought oatmeal cream pies at the grocery store. it was that one time every seven years when otherwise gross stuff like that sounds good to me. so we drove back to em's house after that, and the oatmeal cream pies and i were talking to each other. it went like this.
cream pies: we don't like emily. do we have to go to her house?
ali: she's harmless. plus, we can't very well kick her out of her own house, now, can we?
cream pies: we guess not. but do we have to talk to her?
ali: no, i'll be your buffer. not to worry. it's fine. i'll smooth things over.
emily: who are you talking to? *glaring look*
ali: private coversation
cream pies: *knowing look*
ali: *knowing look back*
so we unloaded the groceries and emily asked if she could see the cream pies. so i asked them.
ali: hey, do you guys mind? em wants to see you. i'll be here. it'll be okay.
cream pies: i guess...if she has to...
THEN, emily takes the cream pies box, places it between her two buttocks cheeks, and lets lose on them. we both died laughing. so funny. maybe it's not funny to read. but i sure think it's funny.
okay. that's my story.