So most of you know that I've been messin w/ my dad, well, he got me.
Last night I was dead sick, I felt horrible, I'm sleeping merrily when I see this big flash of light, I feel this hair on my cheek.
It's a doll, and my dad is standing over me with a camera, nice, after throwing the doll halfway across the room (I was sick, tired, and now mad) I hear my dad scurry out.
nice.
get me while I'm sick, you couldn't have waited a day?
Oh well.
I guess I'll just change his passwords and spam his email.
That was one step too far dad, you chopped a bit too far into the tree and now it's gonna come crashing down on you.
MWAHAHAHAHAHA!
Good job Dad, nice effort.
After 16 years with me you would think that my parents would know that they can't embarrass me, I just use everything to my advantage, know I can play the "aww, poor ernie was sick and his dad took mean pictures of him" card.
Payback time.
what kind of mischief should I cause this time?
A new password, new profile pic, new statuses, and a new video.
yeaaaa.
-in the Macias house, we don't play.
-Ernie
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