so i got a text from my dad that reads
“I have decided to keep a diary and draw a score for every poop I take for the rest of my life. When I die, I will leave all these diaries to your brother in my will and he will frantically search to the answer for what these scores represent and he will never know that they are actually my poop counters. Don’t tell your brother. This is top secret.”
I love that man.
I SMELLED FOOD IN MY HOUSE SO I WALKED OUT TO SEE WHAT MY PARENTS WERE MAKING AND THEY SAW ME AND THEN MY DAD YELLED “HA I TOLD YOU YOU OWE ME FIVE BUCKS”
MY PARENTS MADE A BET TO SEE IF I WOULD COME OUT OF MY ROOM IF I SMELLED FOOD AND THEY WERE RIGHT