So, I was hearing strange noises from my sisters when they were in the bathroom, so I went to investigate. I opened the door and here is the conversation that ensued. (Ps: Italics will be words spoken in a bad Italian accent)
G: Hey, so guys, what are you doing in there?
J: We're plucking leg hairs on the border!
G: What?
J: I'm plucking leg hairs on the border while Karina passes gas!
K: I did no such thing! It is you who farted!
J: Then I got blessed, because farts are basically butt sneezes.
K: Yes, yes they are!
J: So, I farted, and she didn't say anything, so I blessed myself! then I farted again, and had to bless myself again!
G: So, why are you pluck- Excuse me...Why are you plucking leg hairs across the border!?
K: Technically-
J: What happened to your accent?!
K: Oh, sorry. Technically, we are plucking leg hairs on the border. She can't pluck down here at my ankle!
J: Yes, because when I did, she yelled at me!
G: Okay, and you guys call me the weird one?
J: Yes. Wearing reversible leggings (Which I am currently wearing) is quite weird. Plucking leg hairs on the border is completely normal!
G: So, this conversation got too weird for me, so, I'm gonna leave.
K: Plucking leg hairs!
J: On the border!
Yeah. I'm the weird one.
-Matsukitty
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