Me: Hey Skeeter, what's up?
Skeeter: What's up is that it's your last day on the dishes before my week starts and it's filthy.
Me: ...
Me again: You made a dinner-type meal for lunch right after I cleaned the kitchen, that crap can sit there until after dinner
*her week*
Me: *left a BBQ pack on the counter*
Skeeter: YOU'RE ALWAYS LEAVING STUFF OUT FOR ME TO CLEAN UP, PICK IT UL AND PUT IT IN THE TRASH CAN NOW!
My thoughts: **************
Me: No.
Skeeter in my thoughts after that: Mwa mwa, mwa-mwa mwaaa (just think of the adults and Charlie Brown)
Me: Stuff's gonna freeze over before I throw that package away *leaves*
*Nee Nee's week*
Skeeter: Why am I the only one who cleans the kitchen during my week?
Nee Nee: *scrubbing the stovetop*
Nee Nee again: *glares at Skeeter so that it brings to mind "if looks could kill"*
*random day*
Skeeter: Why can't you push the stroller the whole way?
Me: 'Cause it's your turn
Skeeter: I ALWAYS HAVE TO PUSH IT
My thoughts: Dude, if anyone has the stroller more often than is fair, it's me. I start, I'm in the middle, and half the time, I freaking finish. So take your dang turn
Me: That's not true *pushes it in front of her and walks off*
*Skeeter starts acting like a normal human being later*
*I carry a grudge and am passive aggressive emphasis on the aggressive*
*Nee Nee is passive*
*I believe in revenge*
Me: Hey, Nee Nee.
Nee Nee: Yeah?
Me: I'm gonna make Skeeter's kitchen week heck, wanna help?
Nee Nee: YES!!!!!!!!!
Alright, well that was ridiculously long, but now you have a further glimpse into the life of MeEqualsBookWorm.
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