Weird Saturday Morning
So this happened to me on Saturday morning while I was making pancakes with my little brother... While we were making the batter he started talking to me about "nigbos" and he wouldn't ****ing shut up about it and I was upset because A. my mom was in the next room B. it sounds kind of racist? and C. what the **** is a nigbo.
So after like 3 minutes of his nigboing I got frusted and kind of snapped... i took my spatula, scooped up a bunch of pancake batter and flinged it back to him and shouted "YOU ARE A DIRTY ****ING ANIMALMAN. YOU PIECE OF **** YOU LITTLE ****ING ANIMALMAN I'LL HAVE YOU KNOW THAT I DON'T APPRECIATE YOUR MOTHER****ING NIGBOING"
It was bad... Really bad. I had been so loud that my mom came into the kitchen from the next room and said "What the **** are you talking about about and why are you calling your brother a mother****er??"
Then... it happened. I... I just lost it. Completely lost it. I took off my pants and undies, scooped some more pancake batter out of the bowl and this time I rubbed it all over my exposed ladybits... I then... ****. I can't be believe I did this. Then I queefed. Right in front of my mom and little brother. And because everything was covered in pancake batter it just started bubbling. You could literally see the queef bubbles plopping out of my vagina and splashing on to the ground.
My mom and my lil' bro started crying. I think I just really shocked them. They asked me why I was doing this to them, and so of course I responded with "Kings live forever baby, kings live forever." and then I turned around and walked out of the house in my half-naked, half-pancaked-batter-covered-state and I never looked back, never will.
Just keep on walking.
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12-24-2013, 08:59 AM
i completely agree 
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