Mar 08, 2007 18:46
My mom couldn't make me a sandwich for dinner because she had to make my brother's dinner first.
My brother made me the sandwich. It was good.
My mom is still cooking his dinner.
My parents think I'm anorexic.
By all rights I should be.
I eat. My parents are never home to see it though. Seeing is believing; they don't believe me.
Leave a comment
Comments 1
Reply
Leave a comment