Okay so Cody and of course were at band for the smallest part of the day. After that, it was a day all to ourselves, in a way. I am in the band and since band camp is coming up next week, i have to sell the rest of my 'Raffle Tickets'. They are cow-a-DUNG-a tickets. The cow poops in your space and you win and everybody but the ones cleaning up the field afterwords and the ones who sold the tickets in the firstplace. For five bucks you get a chance that is about 1 in 2500 chance at winning one of the 24 second prizes and about a 1 in 6000000032 chance that you win five hundred dollars. So i had the last 27 tickets to sell and Cody decided to come help me sell them. But first, we stopped at McDonalds.
Once in McDonalds, we decided what the two of us would eat:
-Four McDouble Cheeseburgers
-Two Sweet Teas.
While we were ordering, the lady behind the counter who was making ice cream related goodies was making a hot fudge sundae with nuts, if that says anything. Upon putting the fudge in the cup, she yells what sounds like, "Can i get Penis with this sundae?!" To which some guy in the back replied, "Yeah." I know that she meant peanuts, but it sure to heck sounded like she was asking if someone would bang her.
And that's not all. After we had ordered and were waiting for our food, a really fat guy walks in and begins to order. When i say fat, i mean freaking HUGE! He made the lion, the witch,AND the wardrobe seem tiny. Any bigger and this dude would have been rolling down the street. Well, he walks in and her orders.
-Four Big Macs
-Three Double Cheese Burgers
-Two Large fries
(and a partrige in a pair tree)
-Two ice waters
-an ice cream cone,
and her must've been nervous or somthing because his words didn't come out well. He stuck his thumb over his left shoulder pointing at the pop machine and proclaimed, "And one Large Diet!" Of course he meant diet COKE but he asked for a diet.
So we got our food and walked to our seats. If we had a pen, we would have wrote a McDonalds rap right on our food wrappers and then became fast food rappers. We also planned to stage a huge You-Tube video in which stratigically placed and highly trained professionals (like our friends as soon as we hired some) Would randomly start doing the Thriller when i put the music on a boom box. We also talked about how fun it would be to bring an acoustic guitar and an acoustic bass to McDonalds and just jam all day until we got kicked out.
We finished eating and then we went to sell the Cow-a-DUNG-a tickets. So we walked around town like hood-lums in ninety degree weather, all the while the smrtness that is Cody wore a nice thick hoodie that would have given me heatstroke. We sold a whole heck of a lot and then we got the bright idea to go visit Mrs. Elaine Lash AKA 'Karli's Mom'. Cody and i both have a crush on Karli's mom (ha ha friends, not Karli's mother) jst because it's hilarious, she makes us "Samiches" and green kool-aid because it is the best. Actually all she had was Lipton Lemon Iced Tea which was pretty good and all. We sort of walked all the way over there to Karli's house and raided the cupboards and the Fridgidaire. Which was all good. We forced Karli to buy three tickets.
We explored Karli's house, her room and everything. She just got a Build-A-Bear recently that she named 'Bruce Wayne'. She bought a Batman Costume for it. Also in her room was the First Act Electric Guitar (with no amp) that was wayyy out of tune so anything i plucked sounded gross. But no amp kinda put a damper on my fun.
Then comes the good part. Karli's mom Elaine had been 'swimming' in the pool. Actually it was floating and reading a book. So Cody and I, fully clothed ran out the front door and jumped into the pool in a ninja attack. Let's just say my mom wasnt happy when she picked me up soaking wet. But all in all, it was a fun day.
"...And a Large Diet!."
