My parents went to the Red Wings game. I was on my way to class. I get a call from my sister saying she's locked out, can I come home? No, I have class until 9 but I get out early so I'll be there as soon as I can. Five minutes later, my mom calls, asking if I can come home and unlock the door. No, I have class until 9 but I get out early so I'll be there as soon as I can. Please? I repeat my last statement. Please? I repeat my last statement, citing that it's not my fault that Bangs is irresponsible. My mom said to remember that the next time I lock my keys out of the car. I said I'll call AAA (which I have done on more occasions than calling my parents).
I found out my parents drove home from the game.
Wow, guys.
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4.02.2009
Idiot much?
@ 6:10 PM
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