I'm changing out of my work clothes tonight. I was not alone. Why? Because privacy means nothing to kids. Taylor is standing there watching me, grilling me, (what did you eat for lunch? who did you eat with? What are we going to eat for dinner?, etc.)
All the sudden, I hear "What's that crawling up your arm, Kaye Kaye?"
Me in all my in the middle of changing clothes glory, turning to get a good look at my arm...
Me:"Oh my gosh, I don't know, get it off!!!"
Taylor:"I'm not gonna touch it!"
Me:"OH, OH, get it off." I swipe at it. It won't come off. Hmm, it's white and fuzzy. That's not scary.
Taylor:"What is it, what is it?"
ME:"A BAND AID AND A COTTON BALL!!!!!!!!!!!"
You must try hard to picture YARM13YOL and Taylor falling to the floor in the hall and rolling around holding their bellies laughing so hard they cry. I'm sure they were laughing at me.
This was not my fault. Taylor started it.
(I got my flu shot today and my lovely parting gift was the band aid and cotton ball)
By the way...Taylor said "I didn't say it was crawling up your arm, I said what happened to your arm." Whatever, she forged my name so I don't believe her.
Also, I'm pretty sure that they were killing kids with flu shots by the sound of the screams today.
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4 comments:
Andrew wants to know what kind of mind altering drugs are ya'll doing over there.
Mountain Dew would be my choice of drug right now.
LOL that is pretty funny! By the way Emma sent me! I was LMAO!!
hahaha! too funny! you wouldn't have freaked out if she didn't freak out. no joke! but I AM laughing WITH you! oh - and I have an award for you over at my place!
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