OKAY. Okay.

[emeraldembers]

Dearest Livejournal,

I have always, ALWAYS meant to do an immediately-after-dinner post so I can describe why the after-dinner natters in our house make me love my family more than anything else in the entire world. We kind of epitomise the theory that everything tends toward chaos.

Today's descent roughly started with me spilling water when pouring it out of a jug into a glass on the table and spilling it all over the mat; fair enough, I would dry the mat off by emptying it out onto my now-used plate.

I miss and spill it over the mat by my plate. Mum starts giggling. Chaos slowly begins.

Chaos then starts to culminate roughly around me saying, after mum said (because of her laryngitis) that it's funny how everyone starts to whisper when you're whispering, "Except for me! I talk at regular temperatu- oh." Mum is in full giggles now.

Then we're discussing nights out and I discussed the best prank I ever heard of, which was someone emptying an entire bottle of Fairy Liquid down a toilet and not flushing it and leaving it for their mate. Everyone explodes.

So we finish our dinner with tea and coffee and my little brother and dad having armpit-farting competitions.

Yours Sincerely,

Louise

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[ibroketuesday.livejournal.com]

Your family sounds like so much fun!