Not much happened that night except the dog got really annoying and Ash yelled at me for picking on her. Stupid animal. Ash and Ronni had food on the couch, so Gretel lunged for it every two seconds. She licked a cookie, so I made sure I didn't eat any.
Yeah, both of my guests were really tired, no thanks to the fucking Walk-A-Thon that morning. Ronni fell asleep on Ash, so I took a picture and laughed evilly.
The next morning, somebody dropped the dog on me and it did not feel lovely. Then Jen brought the baby over. He was crabby because there were too many "new people," and then he was trying to get Ronni's attention but she wouldn't look at him, so he yelled at her and it was funny. I was holding him and he took a huge-ass shit. I just do that to people, I guess.
My neighbor's homosexual friend Bob was over, and he was trying to put a table together as Ash provided sex sounds. I don't like Bob - he likes to pop up and scare me, and he hits on my dad and gives him "spare beer." Who the hell has ever heard of spare beer? You drink it, you moron.
We watched some movies. One of them didn't make sense, and I don't remember the title of it anyways, so whatever. Then Ashlea fell asleep leaning against me during "The Spy Who Shagged Me", and I think Ronni fell asleep against Ash because they both got really heavy and I couldn't move my fingers.
Fag's brother had nasty pictures they had to go recover, so they had to go and recover those. Thus they left. And I went to bed.
The End
Conclusion: Gretel's fat.
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