Well and then you yelled at me to respect my elders. that doesn't make any sense since im older than you. for all of you confused im not talking to myself im talking to my sister
In case your wondering what the chap-stick thing was, it was when I was really tired and it was really late too and Ginge walked in and I was rubbing chapstick on my face. No, not my lips. My face. Yea Ginge won't let me live it down. Kinda sucks. Oh well.
