My cousin came over (let's call him Bobby) so my sister (we'll call her Satan from now on; it just fits) was hanging out with him, right? And I don't socialize with humans, so I wasn't with them, I was trolling YouTube in the next room. Anyways, it was fine until they both started laughing like hyenas, annoying the schnitzel out of me (byw,what's schnitzel?). I open the door and Satan is on the floor in a mess of everything that was on her bed, and Bobby, was sitting on the empty bed.

Me: *opens door* Hey, Satan; did Justin Bieber finally kill himself?

Satan: Uh, no.

Me: Then why the math are you laughing like a pack of crazed hyenas???

Satan & Bobby: *laughing more*

Then I left and went back to my trolling and it was all good. For 2 minutes. I started hearing some sounds like the fvcking Fourth of July, but last time I had checked, it was flippin Valentines day; there ain't 'posed to be no colorful explosions or gun shots. Then I realize, THAT WAS MY SISTER AND BOBBY!

Me: *opens door* Did YOU kill Justin Bieber?

Satan: *laughing* No? *giggle*

Me: THEN WHAT THE JUNK IS GLOBBIN HAPPENING!?!

Bobby: We're hitting each other with a balloon.

Satan: On the butt!

Me: Ya know, Bobby, you're a year older than ME.

Bobby: ... Yeah?

Satan: I'm not!

Me: You're 7.

Satan: What the math, I'm 9.

Me: Don't care how old you are; you interrupt my precious daily Welcome To Hell watching one more time I END YOUR UGLY PATHETIC LITTLE LIFE!!!

So, I guess the moral of the story is, don't mess with me when I'm watching Welcome To Hell. Ever. Unless you're in the mood to die slowly and painfully.

Also, don't get confused, I have to use Adventure Time swears around Satan, even though I know she curses, and she knows I curse, but we just don't do it in front of each other.

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Yay me for writing at 1:06am, stalling so I don't have to go to sleep. But in my defense... Nope, I got nothin.