So, my sister and I had another marvelous text-messaging argument the other day. We thought it was pretty funny. I don’t know if you’ll think it’s funny, but I’m sure you’ll come to the conclusion that my sister and I are a couple of idiots who have nothing better to do...and you’d be right!
Okay, so this text battle requires a little background information. It all started as I was waiting for her to finish running errands so we could go to the gym together. Also, our grandmother, "Nana," has a rule that you’re not allowed to leave her house without eating at least ten cookies and a whole ham, and Tracy is our cousin who has two very young kids, and my sister’s boss is apparently some Mexican guy. Why I’m telling you all this will make sense in a minute.
Um...I’m going to warn you now that some of this might be seen as offensive...my sister and I think that saying offensive things is, like, the funniest thing in the world. We’re extremely juvenile.
Anyway, here it is...

Me: "Hurry up, slowy mcslow-slow!"
Sis: "Shut up bitchy-mcbitch bitch!"
Me: "Calm down, angry mcangry-face."
Sis: "Don’t tell me what to do bossy mcMexican."
Me: "Well, maybe you should stop being so fat, fatty mcHawaiian."
Sis: "Then stop feeding me Nana- mcoldlady!"
Me: "Well, I wouldn’t have to feed you so much if you’d stop breeding, Tracy mcbaby-haver!"
Sis: "I wouldn’t have to breed so much if you’d stop killing my babies, Chinese mcsuper
Christian."
Me: "I wouldn’t have to kill your babies if they weren’t so much like locusts, Insect mcfood-supply-ruiner."
Sis: "They wouldn’t have plague-like properties if you’d stop allowing Satan to rape me, bad sister mcaccomplice."
Me: "Well, Satan wouldn’t rape you if you weren’t such a whore, slutty mchotpants!"
Sis: "Well, my pants wouldn’t be so hot if you’d stop burning all of my clothes, asshole mcarsonist."
Me: "Your clothes wouldn’t burn so well if they weren’t made out of discarded potato sacks, burlap-mchobo."
Sis: "I wouldn’t be so poor if you’d stop stealing my thunder, Hades mcperson who takes credit for others’ work."
Me: "I wouldn’t steal your thunder if it wasn’t so shiny and tempting, Zeus-mcThor!"
Sis: "Thank you!"
Me: "Wait…what?"
Sis: "You’ve complimented my thunder!"
Me: "Well, it is some pretty awesome thunder."

So, yes...I’m sorry if you feel like you wasted your time here. I only posted this in the hope that it would help you pass some time in a fairly entertaining fashion. Also, it gives you some insight into my ridiculous sense of humor.

.oO~*THE END*~Oo.

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