Disclaimer: "We have interrupted your regularly scheduled disclaimer for this announcement: As of earlier this week, The Hunger Games beat Maximum Ride out for the 5th most popular fandom in the books section of FFN! As a fan of The Hunger Games who hasn't had the chance to read Maximum Ride yet, this is a very good turn of events for me."
Now for me to say that two days ago, I was not at home. My cousin turned three and I had no idea three-year-olds could party for so long. If I had known, I would've stayed home.
I. Hate. Everything. I hate other people's stinking attitudes, I hate how long it takes for my wife to come home, I hate how often we run out of beer here, I hate how dirty it is here—oh, speaking of dirt, I hate my good-for-nothing stepson. He's lippy, he's irritating, and he doesn't seem to understand that I'm in charge here.
Oh, finally, Sally's home. When will that *CENSORED* start understanding that she needs to satisfy my needs?
Ugh. I tried with this one, guys, I honestly did, but this guy had absolutely NO redeeming qualities for me to build on, and I can't seem to figure out his motives no matter how hard I try. So, Gabe, you suck, but I congratulate you for outsmarting me, or at least being so terrible that I can't figure out why.
Other than that, I'd like to thank Lamariz, peace-love-and-writing, and SakuraFlutist for reviewing! And, to peace-love-and-writing, yes, that was when Percy had first shown up. And I can't believe that my ramblings have dominated this chapter.
