Sunday, December 21, 2008

Snack Attack

My dad has a habit of making really interesting snacks and feeding them to us at really interesting hours. We'll be sitting in the living room and he'll walk in with a plate of assorted cheeses and pepperoni like it's completely normal to have finger food on a random Tuesday night. If we're all watching a movie, he'll leave for a good half an hour to make enough popcorn for everybody to have their own overflowing bowl.

Last night we were laying around talking about the possiblity of going outside on the roof. I rejected the idea on account of the fact that my dad would probably stick his head into the room to ask if anybody wanted homemade funnel cake, which has happened before. Then we'd be busted because the roof is off limits.

We decided to stay in the room and good thing we did because three minutes later my dad walked into the room with mugs full of strawberry milkshakes for us all.

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