The second time she fell, she decided she was gonna call my grandma and tell her. ?She told her she has a wreck. My grandma then goes, Grandma- "OH MY GOD!!!!...... Is the truck okay? Did it get damaged any???" Mom- So you're worried about the truck and not me? Grandma- Well, you called me... So I just assume you aren't dead or anything. So answer my question, how is the truck? They are currently still arguing about this. I'll keep you all posted ?
I was in primary school, reading a book, minding my own business at the table with my little puppy crush and his friend sitting across from me and my stomach started hurting and i reached for a bookmark and a loud ass fart slipped out... i died of embarrassment. I was outside at the playground and it was cold outside so i put my Arms in my coat and then under my shirt to get them warm, and somehow my shirt managed to come off. Since there was no teachers outside, i couldn't fix it so i was outside shirtless, trying my best to hold it inside my coat. And Finally, I was like 10, and i was walking my bull mastiff down the hill while it was raining. and i had the leash attached to my belt loop and he TOOK OFF, dragging me down the hill, and i couldn't stop him, and the leash pulled my pants down, exposing my undies and i had mud all over my pants, going up my panties and up my back making it look like i had explosive diariah And i had to walk home like that........My childhood sucked. :lol:
Glad she's okay! lmao I do the same thing your grandma does. So does my family. If I fell when I was little they'd be like IS THE CONCRETE OKAY?? Think you cracked it