Pinocchio paradox! I broke your brains!
Last night, Brother and I were involved in our seemingly daily ritual - an incredibly epic tussle. As the battle moved from the upstairs to the downstairs, we paused, midway down the stairs, to regain our strength. Once we resumed, I gave my brother a shove (not even that hard!), and he fell right through the wall. We hid the damage as best we could, and created an elaborate excuse as to why there was a giant hole now in the wall.
After throwing a softball down the stairs, which was supposed to simulate the noise of someone falling down them, we told my father, who came running, that Brother had tripped and put his knee into the wall. However, my father, who I can only assume read our minds at that very moment (Is my father Professor X? I will have to keep an eye out for teams of mutants running around in my basement), did not believe that for a second. Brother is a brutal actor. His pain face is not believable at all. As a mental note for next time I decide to shove someone through a wall, I should do it to Leonardo Dicaprio, who I am sure has quite the believable pain face. Now, I am faced with the task of either repairing and painting drywall, which I have no idea how to do, or paying someone a whole bunch of dollars to do it for me. Whats a boy to do?
I sorta kinda like Kanye West. Today I downloaded his new album. He apparently is a cyborg, and sings like a robot. Why is this popular?
An accurate pie chart.
I made a snowman.
