wanna hear a sad story

in which my sister “ships” me with a stoner.
or something

So, I’m driving in my car and my sister starts talking about her friend Alex.
Who’s a 21 year old stoner.
That is still in High school.
High.
every day.

And she suddenly goes “So, I asked Alex who he is going to prom with. And he said no one. So…”

See, the thing is, my mother, for whatever reason, wants me to go to prom.
Even though no one in town is interested in asking me.
But she ignores that and asks my sister, who was asked to prom, if she could find me a date.
No, scratch that. Not “could”.
She will or she can’t go to prom herself.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH MAN WHAT THE

Anyways…
So when my sister goes “SOOOOO” I start flipping my quarters.
Because oh my gosh.

oh
my gosh.

She asked this guy, who I’ve never met, to ask me to prom.

An event I don’t even want to go to
with someone I don’t know
who is more commonly known by our circle of friends as

alex the toe-licking kush smoking cat.















PLEASE SOMEONE SAVE ME FROM THIS HOUSEHOLD.