Sunday, July 4, 2010

Because I said the F-word

My mommy and I went to Uncle Lando's house for 4th of July BBQ. From there, we went to watch fireworks. I had to drive Auntie Carrisa's car with cousin Janine, nephew Matthew, and niece Mika in a car seat. The spedometer was broken! It was my first time guessing how fast I was going for an entire drive.

RYAN: (At a car honking at me because I cut him off before he can cut me off) Yeah fucker!
JANINE: Kuya (older brother/cousin)! We have kids in the car!

Too much traffic, though. So we watched fireworks from a Rite Aid parking lot with ice cream that Janine treated us to. I had a scoop of pastachio nut and a scoop of birthday cake.

MATTHEW: (At me) No offense, but you're a bad driver.
MARICEL (MATTHEW'S MOM): Why?
MATTHEW: Because he passed a car and said the F-word.

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