Just to say Lisa is ten years old but what we're talking about probs happened when she was six or seven
Lisa: What me and Jay used to do go downstairs as gross
Mom: What? Did you two kiss?
Lisa: It was gross I don't even know. What we used to do. . . *points to tongue*
Mom: What?
Me: Mom, I think she means they Frenched
*everyone but Lisa busts out laughing*
Lisa: I don't know. . . I. . . It was weird. It was gross. And I don't know why I enjoyed it.
*she starts walking back and forth while Scartlet shouts for her to stop and Mom tries to stop her*
*mom gets her to stop and talks to her*
*starts talking about how Lisa is more sexually active than I am after she left the room*
Mom: What did you do?
Me: Nothing
Mom: What did you want to do?
Me: Nothing... Well, a lot of things actually but I haven't done them
Mom: *starts laughing even more*
*I shouted and asked Lisa if she was listening to our conversation and she came back into the room*
Lisa: Time for scriptures?
Mom: You need the bible
Lisa: I thought we were reading the Book of Mormon. . .
YOU ARE READING
My Memory Log
No FicciónIn which my memories will not be forgotten. All these are actual stories I remember. All of these are true and happened.
