Now, his smile, durably distended with a pretentious post-pubescent pout, I feel it my duty to post the single most embarrassing picture of the night.
Note: His left arm is up near his head. This is because he was resting his head on it previously, and could not be bothered to put it down when he blew out the candles.
Sullen.
Very Sullen.
3 comments:
Ahhh, teenagers. Unhappy and unimpressed with everything.
You don't know the half of it. This kid got breakfast in bed! IN BED! I NEVER got breakfast in bed. Not even if I was dying would I have gotten breakfast in bed.
And he was complaining about EVERYTHING.
I feel so bad for my parents, but I don't think I was THAT bad.
PS - Amazed by your astounding alliteration!
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