My Thanksgiving dinner was.....interesting.
Everyone was telling weird stories about all the crazy people we see downtown.
Like my cousin Jimmy. He was parked on the street and he can hear these two people yelling and swearing at eachother, and then about 5 minutes later he sees this guy running across the street screaming, and a guy chasing him with a pitchfork!!!!! And Jimmy followed them...well, until the cops came, then he booked it, haha!
Or my dad and my uncle John when they were working a midnight shift at some store, my dad looks out the window and there's this lady running down the street, naked! Well, she was wearing a robe but she didn't close it, haha! And some guy was chasing after her swearing her out.
Or my favourite, my brother was in Nanaimo and he saw some guy running out of a building and his back was on fire, and his buddies were trying to put it out by pouring their beer on them (yeah...cause that's helping, haha!), and the guy jumped in the pool. And when the guy came out he was like, "Heh. Did you see that? I was on fire."
Crazy people. They humour me.
Everyone always says I look older than my brother, who's 18. They think he's 14, haha!
Just yesterday, Andrew was at a job interview and they were like, "Isn't this job going to interfere with school?" And Andrew was just like, "Umm, I don't go to school, anymore."
And they're like, "Oh? Aren't you a little too young to be dropping out?" And Andrew's like, "No. I just graduated. Didn't you look at my resume?"
He's always getting pulled over because the cops don't think he's old enough to drive, haha!
