4. You got me what?

I got home and distributed the subs. "Thank you!" they screamed. Ya know, I could do without the screaming, I thought as I headed upstairs, to my computer room. As you probably know, the computer room is an extra room where I keep 2 of my 3 computers, my Xbox, my Playstation2, my 23 in. color TV, and all of my some odd 300 video games. I played Grand Theft Auto: Vice City on the PS2 while wreaking havoc on a VERY large city on Sim City 4 and eating my 2-foot-long sandwich. That lasted about an hour, the games, not the sub. The sub lasted about 5 or 6 minutes. Now that I think about it, it's a wonder I'm not fat. "Amara!" I heard Trista call from downstairs. "Yo?" I screamed back. "There's a box in your truck that the cat seems to be interested in. Want me to take it out?" "Sure, whatever" I answered her. I wasn't really paying attention to what she said. After another 45 minutes, I began to get hungry. I paused the Dead Or Alive 3 fight I was in the middle of and reported downstairs for some serious snaking. I again eyed the white box. Since, it was a Friday, I decided to tell the box how I felt (on Fridays I tend to act a little weird). I looked at it straight on and said, "I don't like you." "How do you know?" Michelle said behind me. I looked at her funny and shoved a hand full of chips in my mouth. "Open it." She said eagerly. So I did. I pulled out this wriggling blackish/brown sausage. It whimpered and opened its large brown eyes. I turned back to my cousin. "You gave me a puppy?!"