Follow my adventurous attempts at procuring ice cream sandwiches!
Me: We don't have ice cream sandwiches. *throws myself against my father and starts screaming*
Dad: *patting my back* Hush, hush. *punches my back in between pats* HUSH.
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Me: *accidentally punches Ash in the eye*
Ash: *falls to the floor, writhing in pain*
Me: I accidentally punched Ash in the eye. We should get him an ice cream sandwich to put on that.
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Dad: *lying facedown on bed*
Brother: *badgering him about going to Target*
Me: *badgering him about getting ice cream sandwiches*
Dad: I don't love either of you.
Me: What the heck Dad
Dad: You're like larvae.
Me: You know what would help us grow from larvae to whatever stage comes after larvae? Ice cream sandwiches.
Dad: Why are you in my house?
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Brother: *gives up*
*silence*
Me: *whispers in dad's ear* Can we get ice cream sandwiches?
Dad: I'm going to punch you in the face.