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bertineI am so hungry lately. Last night I went to my parents house after the gym and ate until I was sick to my stomach. My mom laughed at me (she is so mean).
Since I am going steady with a boy (at least according to facebook), I decided to tell my parents about him. My mom asked "What's his name?", "Is he a nerd?"*, "He lives here in Minneapolis, right?". My dad asked "Does he know how to install a hardwood floor and is he free on Saturday?". My parents crack me up.
Ok, time for my next meeting.
*This is what she calls programmers
Since I am going steady with a boy (at least according to facebook), I decided to tell my parents about him. My mom asked "What's his name?", "Is he a nerd?"*, "He lives here in Minneapolis, right?". My dad asked "Does he know how to install a hardwood floor and is he free on Saturday?". My parents crack me up.
Ok, time for my next meeting.
*This is what she calls programmers
