Us? Chaos? Never!?

We were born with a life to live, a person to live it with, and a person to give it all up for.

Our house hold was a ferm believer in that.

The nut house. As everyone called us, and if we're getting called that on the regular, might as well imbrace it.

I live in a house hold of ten boys, and one girl, of witch speaks jibrish. So Im the one girl in the house of eleven boys, counting my dad. And most would pray to what ever gods they believe in, saying,

"OH DEAR GOD TAKE ME AWAY FROM THESE CRAZY PEOPLE"

But when you live with your panties being hung in the school falg pole, on multiple occasions, you learn to live with the chaos.