So Erin, last Friday, made these AMAZING German brownies and brought them to school, so along with the tub of brownies came a box of the cheap clear plastic forks.
Erin manages to snap one and breaks off two prongs, sticking them under her upper lip and looking at me.
In the dopiest, most retarded voice i could muster, I grin and speak for her, "Heeeyy... Mah name'sh Eriiin... I'mma retarded walruuuus!"
Needles to say she couldn't put them in and look at me without bursting into laughter.
God, retarded walruses...
