Okay, so this is a story of me and my sister Jessie.
It is a true story so those with weak constitution may want to get a life.
Last night was like most nights at my house, boring. So I doddle into my room to listen to music and do some midwinter cleaning! ( My favorite! )
My sister had just gotten home and decided to come in to visit with me, laugh, have a jolly old time like sisters do! So we start being obnoxious and talking about Christmas presents.
I was in a pickle. I had drawn the name of my little brother Danny, and Danny is very hard to pick a gift for, I don't really know why he just is!
So we get some monies and decide we're not coming back until we have a grand gift for him. It gets dark, and we start playing my ghetto, bootilicious music and dancing like only two white girls can, ridiculously amazing. When I start to notice that my sister had turned into the wrong side of the road. Literally! There were cars coming strait at us!
It's Christmas shopping time, when I mean cars coming I mean a billion cars!
My darling sister just sits in the turn lane as all of these cars are headed for us, she says, "I wonder how far we can go?" I just look at her and scream at the top of my lungs, " FLIP! FLIP!"
A little light bulb sparks above my sisters head, and she flips the car around just in time. I'm in shock at this sudden near death experience, I look over to meet my sisters eyes and she starts laughing. No not just laughing, she was laughing hysterically like some huge fat guy broke a chair.
And she says, "That was a good idea! I was thinking I was going to keep driving, or drive over the median to the other side of the road!"
She kept laughing and I just sat there.
I mean yeah! The roads were slick, we were safe right?
Of course! No one was going to freak out, hit the breaks and come screeching into us!
nah.
Sunday, December 21, 2008
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