Author Topic: Do not eat my dinner you starfishs.  (Read 6818 times)

So, yesterday I walked for over 50 minutes to the store..
I bought dinner for tonight (because parents wouldn't be home to make dinner) (bought with my money), and then walked for 50 minutes back home. Before putting it in the fridge I put a note on it that said:
"<my name>
Do not eat."
I went to go look, and it was gone. At first I was like.. "Was it moved?" So I looked around and couldn't find it.. Then it struck me. I went over to the trash can and looked in.. My food was in there, eaten. :(
Why are my sisters such bitches >:'(


Not allowed to. I'll get in trouble, and they won't.

Why are my sisters such bitches >:'(

Females are whores, whether it comes to relationships or food.


So, yesterday I walked for over 50 minutes to the store..
I bought dinner for tonight (because parents wouldn't be home to make dinner) (bought with my money), and then walked for 50 minutes back home. Before putting it in the fridge I put a note on it that said:
"<my name>
Do not eat."
I went to go look, and it was gone. At first I was like.. "Was it moved?" So I looked around and couldn't find it.. Then it struck me. I went over to the trash can and looked in.. My food was in there, eaten. :(
Why are my sisters such bitches >:'(

I feel sad you lost your dinner to some probably handicapped whores.

stuff in her bed/on her while she sleeps.

stuff in her bed/on her while she sleeps.

"oh hey chocola-WHAT THE FUU"


Steal her tampons... okay bye.

You can go the Godfather route, put a horse head in her bed.

You can go the Godfather route, put a horse head in her bed.
Where do I find the horse D:<

You can go the Godfather route, put a horse head in her bed.

hey that rhymed!

oh shut up don't act like it's the cliche sitcom-esque situation where you just have to deal with your problem because your parents won't punish your sisters

just loving tell your parents what happened and i'm sure your sisters will be punished or you'll be compensated

i swear... once people have a problem they just love telling their story and stretching the truth for the most sympathy possible

entrepreneur in, I called my father and told him, but he didn't care. I also asked him if I could have money for more considering they ate it, but he said no.
I'm not stretching the loving truth.