Baby Brother and I went to Arctic Circle to get some delicious dinner for our siblings. When we arrived home with the grub, we were not met by the expected stampede of hungry Obnoxiouses.
BABY BROTHER: Where is everyone?
AWKARD MORMON GIRL: Maybe they were kidnapped.
BABY BROTHER: By who?
AWKWARD MORMON GIRL: I dunno. By the last of the Mohicans?
We had unpacked most of the enticingly greasy food by the time our siblings emerged from their rooms.
BABY BROTHER: There you are. We thought you had been kidnapped by Mexicans!
easter.mormon.org
ReplyDeleteI am blown away by how not relevant this is.
Delete