Today, he informed me that the aforementioned fan club was the "weirdest, sickest and most perverted" 11 &12th graders. Ah well! One cannot be picky in fan clubs... such is the delimma of life.
Though I did tell him he could go ahead and use my cell phone number for bribery and extortion powers, something I definately would have done to my sisters. When I told him this, his eyes widened a bit, and he was rather shocked at my offer. "Really? Even if it meant getting phone calls from 12th graders offering to solicit all fourteen inches of manhood?"
Well, ahem. Don't press your luck. But I have handled worse, and anything for Fred, right? Ok, not quite anything. But what he needs to do is use my number as bait, not actually pass it out. Much more leverage that way.
In other news, this morning I was awakened at an ungodly hour to the sounds of thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump. *DOOR SLAM* And then everything repeated, again and again.
Then Joy comes wailing over to the couch "Sarah!! I cannot find the DC atlas, and I am late! And Mary is always on time..." Then she THUMPED away... maybe by this time she was stumping. Anyway. So, I wrapped myself in a blanket, set out to find the atlas.
Dad then emerges from his bedroom. "Oh! Your up too Sarah!" NOO! I informed him I was merely being a kind sister. We searched and searched. Until Dad made the discovery it was in their bedroom. Of course! We should have thought of it first.
Needless to say, I need to go to bed early tonight.
0 Responses to “Fan Clun Information”
Leave a Reply