Please excuse my psycho little sister. that story was NOT true (duh). except for the fact that she IS hatched. i wish.
Anyway, back to the good stuff. We trespassed on an Amish family's farm on Thursday. No joke. Here is a dialog of what happened:
Sarah: *thoughts are swimming about in her freaky slimy brain about taking over the world.*
Mom: Gary, take this left.
Dad: OK. *turns left on totally tiny back road*
All of the sudden.... BARK BARK BARK BARK!!!
Sarah: *gasp!* OMIGOSH!! IT'S A CASSIE DOG! AHHHH! (translation: It's a collie.)
Mom: TURN AROUND AS QUICK AS YOU CAN, Gary!!!!
Me: Ummm... what's going on? Where are we going?
Sarah: AWWW IT'S SOOO CUTE!!
Mom: TURN AROUND!!!!
Me: *sees a farm* ummm... Mom?
Mom: TURN AROUND NOW!!!!!
Me: *Sees Amish Family playing badminton* uhhhh......
Then... BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK! A gazillion billion more dogs come charging at us.
Sarah: THEY'RE SOO CUTE!
Me: Dad, be careful! Don't hit them!
Amish People: *turn around and stare at us*
Mom: GARY!! TURN AROUND!
Dad: I'm trying, but I don't wanna hit the dogs!!!
Me: Daddy, be caweful.
Sarah: I WANT THEM!!!!
Amish boys: Walk down so they're about five feet away from our car.
Sarah: I call the older one!!!
Mom: *slides down in her seat*
Me: *rolls down window and says to Amish dude* I'm sorry! We took a wrong turn!
Amish dude: Oh, it's OK!!
Amish family except for youngest little boy: *Waves*
little Amish boy: *glare*
Me: *waves to little Amish boy*
Little Amish boy: *holds his hand up like the Indians in Peter Pan. You know, like when they say "How" or whatever*
Dad: Speeds off.
Well. Isn't that a wonderful-gut story? Ja.
Gotta go get ready to go to Mass. We're going to the Shrine of the Immaculate conception. It's soooooo pretty there. And... THEY HAVE LIKE, 5 GIFTSHOPS!!
OK, Sarah is ready to hurt me due to the fact that we really need to go get ready. bye!
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