“I’m going do it! I’m going to jump off the table!” The Young boy jumped from the table, knocking a bottle of water onto my homework, which was almost complete. “Bro! I’m trying to do my homework and you be an idiot jumping off the table spilling water onto my homework!?” I angrily picked up a soggy piece of paper. “ARGH! LOOK WHAT YOU’VE DONE! IT’LL TAKE HOURS TO DRY THIS!” I was furious with him, Why did he have to do such idiotic things all the time?
“Yeesh, try to have some fun once in a while, or you’ll end up being a grumpy old lady named Sally who lives down the street near Walmart.” My brother was rolling on the floor of the living room like the childish buffoon he was. I’d roll my eyes. Sometimes I wonder how I got put up with a family like this. “It’s not like your homework counts for a big part of your grade, Bro. And I don’t see you doing any homework.” In fact, he hasn’t done any homework all week! I’m starting to think he’s lying
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Let me see your homework then.” I’d look at him, waiting for him to get his back pack and take out an empty piece of paper with about ten or fifteen questions on it. “Well… I uh, I don’t have
it with me.” This was probably the worse excuse I’ve ever heard in my entire existence. “Of course you don’t have it with you it’s in your book bag you idiot!” I was putting my paper near the fan so it would try quicker. “You expect me to believe that horrible excuse? What in the world do you think I am? A big idiot with no brain?” I’d begin to make silly faces and walk around like a clown who stubbed his toe while talking in a silly voice.
“Oh look at me! I’m the world’s most-biggest idiot the world has ever seen! I fall for everything my family and friends tell me! They told me that if I pet a poisonous frog, I’d be immune to poison forever!” I’d stop, looking at him with a serious face. “I am not that stupid, Brother. Now let me see your homework before I take your book bag and do it myself.” I’d look him dead in the