Big Cute Beach Girl

So tonight Chan had an assignment for school all about picking an animal and answering questions about how to take care of said animal. Well, he picked a damn bunny. So I sit him across from me at my scrapbook desk and VOD comes into the room, she leans over him and he tells her all about the assignment and that he picked a bunny. Then this went down:

Chan: Meme, you ever have a bunny.

VOD: No, but I've eat a rabbit.

Chan: (blink, blink.) (Then turns into a middle aged woman having a panic attack and dashes up the steps crying.) (After we talk him into coming back down, he runs and jumps on the sofa still crying.) That poor bunny!

VOD: Honey, it wasn't any ones pet, okay. Poppa John always brought home rabbits. So it wasn't some child's pet.

Me: It may not have been their pet, but that bunny was some other bunny's child.

VOD: Tina! You are not helping.

Me: He probably had brothers and sisters that are still out there posting those little missing bunny posters on those little bunny light poles.

After trying some pregnant lady breathing techniques, Chandler finally calmed down long enough to return to the scrap room and got back in his chair.

Me: Chan really, it she actually ate a really dirty stripper bunny, that was strung out on crack, and dated a dirty bunny that rode a motorcycle. So it wasn't so bad.

Chan: Omg, I can't believe she ate a bunny.

Me: Hey, one time she and Poppa John treated me into eating Bambi's daddy.

Chan: Meme! A deer?

VOD: Chandler, you eat chicken. (and by chicken, she meant chicken mcnuggers cause that's the only type of meat we can get him to eat.)

Chan: Momma says nuggers ain't real chicken.

VOD: Okay, it was a rogue bunny that was in a very bad gang who rode the streets terrorizing all the bunnies in town, so he was going to bunny jail anyway.

An hour later, we finally got the stupid paper filled out. Oh, and I got the damn code to my cute breast cancer check card which is black with a giant pink ribbon through it, so girlie and cute. I ran right down to the bank ATM and I was really ready for this shit to not work, so that I could call customer service and throw yet another fit. But it worked like a bitch, and I'm back in business and not having to use cash for everything.

And one more thing, that damn Geico commercial with the stupid ass stack of money that is staring at you singing, "Somebodys watching me." Makes me want to vomit, I'm not sure if something totally traumatic happened to me back in the eighties while that song played but it brings back some creepy memories and it's just a fucking stupid ass commercial. Geico, bring the damn gecko back, at least he was cute, that stack of money is dumb. That is all people, carry on.