I'm not even sure what this means so I'm just going to describe what's happening in my kitchen in thorough detail while sounding like an annoying teenage girl.
So I'm sitting at the table listening to some ah-mazing playlist I made on youtube that has 11 songs of different artists, right? Then my dad totally just interrupts me, like he just taps me on the shoulder. Can't he see that I'm busy? Whatever, so I look up at him and he doesn't actually have anything important to say he just wants me to check out the new style of his beard. It's like totally the same as what the guy in Breaking Bad had. How embarrassing. Like it's not even cute. So then my mom's all like making coffee in the corner and stuff. And my dad walks over and opens the cabinet and starts like yelling because someone only left one cookie in the chip mates container (we're a Kroger brand family, embarrassing, I know, whatever). And he just like totally flipped. So uncool. It wasn't even me. I left two in there. I know it was my mom but she just won't, like, own up to it. Whatever.
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