Texas is too fucking hot

to do anything in, like ever. My brothers and I are sitting around watching episodes of The Big Bang Theory waiting for the sun to go down so they can start grilling for father’s day.

They are enjoying The Big Bang Theory unlike last nights showing of Open Water. Despite the fact that I told them the entire premise of the movie, which if you’ve seen you know consists of nothing more than 2 people floating around aimlessly in the middle of the ocean for two hours, and the ending—they still wanted to watch it only to rate it 1 out of 10 stars at the end because it was, “boring and predictable.”

My grandma was taking a nap in the guestroom and I had stopped in to visit with her for a bit. I sat on the corner of the bed and it collapsed. My grandma’s eyes widened and she was quick to yell out, “Esthela made the bed fall, it wasn’t me!” to anyone who may have heard the ruckus from the next room. Thanks a lot, grandma—you fucking tattletale.

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