THAT'S WHY

I CAN'T HELP..

but to blog about this really disfunctional conversation with my brother.

in case you dind't know i have a brother.XD

While i was cutting a cooked chicken for myself with a pair of scissors..

Adrian: eh? why you use a different scissors?

me: why cannot? got new scissors of course i'll use it wert.

Adrian: then..what happen to the old one?

me: what's wrong with you! ask nincompoop questions..

Adrian: eh..so it's a new scissors la?

me: yes..how many times u have to ask! so aunty.

after a few minutes of peacefullness

*is there such word?lol*

Adrian: is that really a new pair of scissors?

me:*eyes open widely* why can't you just accept the fact that we have a new pair of scissors huh?! ish..

Adrian: *no reaction*

And that's why we don't get along well.XD

-i wanna do that again=)-