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Having a cop as my sister's boyfriend is pretty fun sometimes. Last night, we three went to Applebee's (wings for 39 cents! Whoo!). Apparently, Sister's been getting phone calls from some dude in India, and it's been creeping her out. So he takes her phone (she gave it to him), calls him back, and we hear half of a very interesting, hilarious conversation.
We're trying not to bust out laughing and crying, because things were implied, the BF questioned the guy's English, abilities to cuss properly (he offered to give him a lesson. Such a sweetheart), seriously, it was funny. You had to be there. He called the guy twice, then once more when we were outside. After he told the guy he was a cop, (speakerphone) it was all 'No, sir, I won't call again.' No more fun.
Then he got in his truck bed (after Sister gave him his special fragrance-free body wash and lotion), he started dancing to Ledici - Pieces of Me and singing it. He shouldn't sing it.
We're trying not to bust out laughing and crying, because things were implied, the BF questioned the guy's English, abilities to cuss properly (he offered to give him a lesson. Such a sweetheart), seriously, it was funny. You had to be there. He called the guy twice, then once more when we were outside. After he told the guy he was a cop, (speakerphone) it was all 'No, sir, I won't call again.' No more fun.
Then he got in his truck bed (after Sister gave him his special fragrance-free body wash and lotion), he started dancing to Ledici - Pieces of Me and singing it. He shouldn't sing it.
Also, tea is my new thing. I've had at least one cup every day for the past week or so. And we (mother and some other ladies) are going to Orlando for a week. I guess it will count as my 'senior trip' although I graduated last year. Then we get back, it's back to school (either on the 18th or 19th. I should really figure out which. But the first day really doesn't matter; they just read the syllabus)
Sister wants me to file her paperwork. Girl be trippin'. Do I look like a secretary? I'll answer that for you: No. I really don't. Plus, being 'paid' with seeing the movie of my choice isn't gonna cut it. All the movies I want to see aren't playing anymore or she saw them already. I'll probably end up doing it anyway though. Because I'm a freaking sap.
