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I like to talk with my friends, because they always lead to interesting and different conversations. Like earlier today we talked about where aids originally came from, and why did the guy do it with the monkey. We think that the guy was stranded on an island for a few years and absolutely needed some. So he found a monkey, gagged it, and has his way with it. So that’s just a taste of what the morning benches are like.

But some of the more odd conversations I have had with my parents are the good ol’ sex and drug talks. The sex talk was brought up at the weirdest time and place, at the dinner table. It was really awkward, I remember talking a bite of my spaghetti and my mom opens with, “Eric do you know what sex is.”. both my dad and I stared at my mom in awe. So that was really weird, and the drug talk wasn’t any better. We were in a car ride to something fancy with my grandparents. And yet again my mom says, “Eric are you expairimenting with drugs.”. All of the people busted out in the car laughing cause they don’t I could do it. And neither do I.

The last time I got yelled at was fun. Well the crime was fun. So their me and me two friends were at his house sleeping over. It was three in the morning and we were all really bored. So one of them brought up the idea to walk up to 7 11, and us being halfway awake thought it would be a great time, and it was. Until we got caught by the cops. It was all good and fine and we got to 7 11, got our slurpees and started home. But about half way we saw a car rolling up the road; it stopped in front of us. He gave us the whole lecture and drove us home. He eventually called our parents and that how they found out.