Well I got the news that my great grandma had died. Teh sux0rz.... I went to the funeral parlor and sat there for 3 hours with a bunch of her old people friends. There were no kids in there so I just kinda stayed in the back and talked to my uncle and Pap. It was probably the longest 3 hours ever. I went up to my grandmother's body and half expected her eyes to open and gouge out my eyes, which isn't a good feeling to have in the back of your mind. Well before I left my mom came up to me and TOLD me (did not ask) that if they didn't have enough Paul Berrers(People who carry the casket) I would have to be one... Oh yay. Funerals and dead people are teh sux0rz...
Well after that bad experience I had to go to Wal Mart to pick up a futon bed that my brother has been begging for. 'Twas a good thing that I didn't see anybody there because I was all dressed up in my fancy clothes.... Meh. Well it turns out that they are out of the Futon beds at Wal Mart so we came back home. My brother was pretty upset, so my mom took him to the Wal Mart in Cranberry. and here I sit typing in this blog. w00t w00t.....
Today was meh. Untill next time.... Keep hatin' the Illegal Mexicans.
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