Are you too good for you home?!?!
It all started off as a fairly average day. I had just woken up and called my friend Rikki* to see how she was doing. She was upset because her most bestest friend in the whole entire world Mandy* (but we called her Daniela) had promised to go to her house, but had not shown up. I had work to do so I let her go promising that if I heard from Mandy, I would tell her to call Rikki immediately. A few hours passed, and I called Rikki back. It appeared as though Mandy had ditched her. Rikki was very unhappy about this, Mandy had been "jigaboo-ing" her a lot lately, so I decided to invite Rikki over to my grandmothers house for dinner. Rikki said she was almost positive she could come and would call me back to confirm. I wasn't expecting her to call for a while so I began to do my own thing and work on my fetal pig skull for biology class. It was around this time a 3rd source, Sue-Lee*, called and informed me Mandy and Rikki were going over to her place that evening. This suprised me, Rikki hadn't called to tell me she couldn't go yet so I begn to clean up the mess my fetal pig's face made and then give Rikki a ring. It turned out Rikki had left to be with Sue-Lee and Mandy. I was quite upset about that
..UNTIL...
When I arrived at my grandmothers house, I was greeted by my aunt Helga, who told me, since Rikki had not come for dinner, she had invited her good friend to fill her seat. This was all she would tell me. After many minutes of sitting around, someone rang at the front door. Not thinking twice, I went to answer and was shocked to see... Joe Strummer! Since Rikki's seat was placed next to mine, and that seat was now being taken over by Mr. Strummer, I had a great view of him and could clearly hear him when he began to talk. Oh, what a dinner it was, there was talking, laughing, and after dancing.. and even after that, jamming. I never again am upset when I am ditched by my friends.
* - Names changed to protect peoples big egos (tee hee hee)
Unfortunately, half of this story is false. I guess when you are an 11th Grade Nothing you are forced to make up crazy stories... who would be able to believe i was "ditched" anyways?
by Suzy Yawn
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Are you too good for you home?!?!
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