I don't do chores.
I was asked to do the dishes one time and then I was like 'k this should be fun, first time and all that'.
[that's what she said]
And then I put in washing up liquid and my Mum went nuts and was like 'YOU WERE SUPPOSE TO USE THE GREEN ONE!' and I was like 'Red is just the same?'
And she goes 'The Green is nicer' and I was like 'Why the ****** did you buy the red fairy liquid then?' and then she was like '****** off I'll do it myself' and then I was half way out the door and she started squeeling 'cus the water was cold.
That was the last Chore I attempted, although yesterday I tried to cut the grass but almost cut my little cousin's leg off whilst doing it, so that failed aswell.
Aw I used to hate that, about 4 or 5 years ago I think, my mum dragged my younger brother and I to an art exhibition. I'd have been 14/15 and my brother would have been 10/11, and he was being such a drag that day, he moaned the entire way round so both my mum and I were annoyed with him, then he started doing that annoying little brother act. He kept stepping on the back of my feet so I turned around and hissed "STOP DOING THAT YOU LITTLE CUN.." - my mum spun round and was like "WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY" and I went "..trolling little.. person.." 
such a miserable attempt at a save. I got into such trouble and he got off without even a shouting despite the fact he'd been winding us up the whole time 
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