{"id":19055,"date":"2024-02-26T09:29:00","date_gmt":"2024-02-26T15:29:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/?p=19055"},"modified":"2024-02-26T09:36:18","modified_gmt":"2024-02-26T15:36:18","slug":"randomness-pt4","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/2024\/02\/26\/randomness-pt4\/","title":{"rendered":"Randomness pt4"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

More random stories \ud83d\ude42<\/span><\/p>\n

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1. My brother ripped his pants at my 10th birthday party. I had my party at Altitude (trampoline park) and my brother decided to wear khaki shorts. This is how the conversation between my mom and brother went when she saw what he was wearing\u2026<\/span><\/p>\n

Mom: Ohhhh Thomas you better go change into something more flexible. Those are going to rip<\/span><\/p>\n

Thomas: No, it’s fine.<\/span><\/p>\n

Mom: Ok well at least bring an extra pair of shorts in case.<\/span><\/p>\n

Thomas: No mom! I\u2019m not doing that, I told you it\u2019s fine!<\/span><\/p>\n

We leave for my party. About 30-45 minutes in, he ripped his pants. My dad <\/span>took him across the street to WalMart and got him a new pair of pants.<\/span><\/p>\n

2. One time when I was in 7th grade I was dying my hair pink and my dog was in the bathroom with me and as I was applying the dye, it dripped onto her shoulder. After that I rubbed more in so she had an entirely pink shoulder instead of one spot. She ROCKED that look lol.<\/span><\/p>\n

3. One time when I was like 2 or 3 I took my moms eyeshadow and painted my stomach blue with it. I was so proud of myself.<\/span><\/p>\n

4. When I was younger I used to dress the dogs in my clothes.<\/span><\/p>\n

5. Our family friend, Deacon Rick, (yes, he’s a deacon) flicked holy water at me one time when I was like 5 and I hissed at his and he looked at my parents and said, \u201cat least she didn’t sizzle\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

6. One time when I was nine I took my house robe, put it on a hanger, taped a sheet of paper(with a face drawn on it) onto the hanger, somehow put my leggings in the robe making it look like the robe had legs, also somehow putting shoes on the leggings making it look like feet, then going to the second story bathroom window and reeling the \u201cperson\u201d outside to the first floor window in the family room where my family was.<\/span><\/p>\n

7. One time (before the house robe incident) I took a little fairy toy of mine and tied some sewing thread to it, hung it out the second story bathroom window, and banged it against the first floor living room window where my brother was. He screamed.<\/span><\/p>\n

8. When I was in kindergarten I used to cut my hair a lot. The teacher would send me home with my hair in a bag, in my bookbag. My mom still has all of the hair.<\/span><\/p>\n

9. My brother said this to me when he told me about when I was learning to walk, \u201cYou know those toys where it’s a little doll on a stand and you pull the string and it stands up and if you let the string go a little it starts to droop and then fall? Oh yeah, your head was magnetized to the ground.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

More random stories \ud83d\ude42 \u00a0 1. My brother ripped his pants at my 10th birthday party. I had my party at Altitude (trampoline park) and my brother decided to wear khaki shorts. This is how the conversation between my mom and brother went when she saw what he was wearing\u2026 Mom: Ohhhh Thomas you better … Continue reading “Randomness pt4”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":93,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19055"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/93"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=19055"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19055\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":19066,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19055\/revisions\/19066"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=19055"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=19055"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=19055"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}