My last post was about my dad's good friend Matt Brookman.
This post is about another one of my dad's buddies, Pinstripe Chris (AKA-Piss).
Nothing exciting has happened to me, so I have nothing to write about besides other people.
It's not my fault my father's friends are hi-ho-flockin-larious and probably close to insane.
So, this morning I took my boyfriend to the doctor's so he could get his testicles checked out. Apparently they are in "fantastic shape". Not really something I care to know honestly, but he, on the other hand, was very proud.
I went to work which was no fun and isn't worth wasting any breath over.
I come home & have dinner with Kyle and Victoria (my older brother and his girlyfriend), while my dad is picking up my little brother, Shane, from guitar.
I hear a knock on the door, and what do ya know, it's Piss.
I haven't seen him in a little while, so the new "do" was a surprise to me. He has an alfalfa sprout on the front of his head. I like it now, but at first...it was just weird.
When I said "why did you do that" he just replied "...well...why not??" Short, sweet, to the point.
In the meantime, Chris is watching TV, eating a bag of sugar-coated gummie worms...and he's a LITTLE hyper.
My dad calls and says, make sure Chris eats dinner, he's been eating gummie worms all day. Don't let him have anymore. He's going to get hyper and bouncy.
So...I make Piss a plate, walk into the living room, take his gummie worms, and give him pasta. His response to this was...
"NOOOO!!! WHAT THE...?? YOU CAN'T JUST TAKE MY GUMMIE WORMS AND REPLACE IT WITH A MILLION LITTLE STRINGY THINGS WITH WHITE SAUCE AND CHUNKY STUFF!!...WHERE'S MY GUMMIE WORMS??? IT'S LIKE I'M A SMOKER AND YOU'RE TAKING AWAY MY CIGARETTES..."
Talk about a little drama queen.
This, sadly, was the highlight of my day.
Thanking you Pinstripe Chris.
Your gummie worms are in the cabinet over the stove.
If you take the marshamallows next to them...I'll kill you.
XOXO :) <3
Lesson learned today:
Pinstripers (and cheerleaders) may cause violent, uncontrolable laughter and entertainment for hours.
If you are going to hang out with them, make sure you pee first...
