Mother says that if she comes to the kitchen one more time and finds me sitting at the kitchen table in PJs, eating ice cream with Victor, she will ground me. I can't believe it! Well, the ice cream for breakfast part, maybe. But what's wrong with the (very modest) PJs and Victor?
Gran says that if she catches Gina and me rollerblading in the ball room again, she will ground me. The floors in there are marble, for Pete's sake! And we've only done it twice.
Daddy says that if he catches Roz and me doing thai chi on the front lawn again he will ground me. Please, no one can see us. Plus we can talk to Victor if he's on garden duty.
That's alot of griping for three people. Why are they sending me to school if they don't want me to hang out with my friends? I have the most picky family in the kingdom!
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