Molly slathers the weird Jearky/manwich meat on her bread.
Sammy stares at her with wide eyes and I can see her trying to hold back a grin.
Molly looks up at the suddenly silent and anticipating table.
“WHAT?!?!”
Sammy couldn’t help it.
I stupidly took a bite of string beans before Sammy went off.
“JEARKY POOP !!!!”she says like a retard.
My string beans come flying back onto my plate.
“FREEDOM!”Sammy laughs through her tears.
Ah me and my crazy freinds.