Replying to My day

so i wake up at 8 ish. eat some grub and my mom and dad leave.

i grab $5 in change and buy some gas, pick gf up from school. drive down a back road into the woods and do the hibity dibbidy in the back on my car. i go and get some subway which my lovely gf payed for. she gets a ride back to school with her friend.
i drive home and stop at the post office. find my new obermeyer suit waiting for me. dope.
get home, clean my car, spray paint the side missing some paint and get a free tank of gas from the rents. fucking score.

gf texts me and asks me to shave my cash and prizes. being as out of it as i was i agreed so i take my dads beard trimmer and go at that jungle bush until its managable with a disposable razor. finish up and call it quits. 30 minutes ago, mom walks into my room and asks why there is hair all over the bathroom floor and what i shaved. "you shave your legs?" "no" "what'd you shave then?" "you dont want to know." "you shaved your wee wee didn't you? whyd you do that?"

mom tells dad about it. he asks what shaver i used. i burst out laughing. told him i used his. he gives me the worst look ive ever seen. my mom and i fall on the floor laughing.

thats my day.