At Seven-Eleven...
Me, Brother, Mom and Dad: *sitting on a chair while eating really big iice cream*
Mom: *eating ice cream seriously*
Me, Brother and Dad: *teases each others' licking style(ehehe)*
Dad: *doesn't want ice cream anymore* *shows ice cream to random little boy beside us* Do you want this, little boy?
Mom and Brother: Daddy's so saintly... (my mom calls my father as daddy)
Me: Dad! Your saliva is there! Your so-- ugh. *couldn't say the word*
Little Boy: *shakes head as he smiles*
Dad: *shrugs* *looks for next victim*
*sees the little boy's sister(I think)*
*shows ice cream to little girl*
Me: Dad! I told you, your saliva (is there)!!
Dad: *ignores me* Do you want some ice cream?
Little girl: *shakes head*
Me: *face palm* You molester...
YOU ARE READING
Life's Sweet Spices
Non-FictionFeeling depressed and lonely? Feeling like committing suicide? Feeling like however sad people feel? Read this story *cough* *cough* funny *cough* collections of real life experiences.
