One evening at the end of my junior year in high school, The Family was sitting around the table eating dinner. The Brother, looking at me--with a 'nanner, nanner' look on his face--announced, "I am going to Camp Wayoutinthewoods with my class! I will NOT have to deal with YOU for an ENTIRE week!" I looked at him with an extremely evil and malevolent look of my own and answered, "Don't be so sure. I was just asked to be the coordinator for the girl's counselor's at Camp Wayoutinthewoods--the week YOU will be there!"
That night I learned the meaning of crestfallen--the exact look on The Brother's face. (I also learned the word 'blanched.') :D
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ReplyDeleteLMAO!!!! That is awesome!!! I'd have loved one of those moments served up to me on a silver platter when I was younger... Oooh... My brother would have just died!!
ReplyDeletewere you really going to be a coordinator or did you make it up?
ReplyDeleteI WAS the coordinator for the week. I don't think I would have been quick enough to think of it as a taunt. :)
ReplyDeleteThat's a good one! LOL
ReplyDeleteTrying to catch up here! I've given you a little "something something" over at my place.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH
ReplyDeleteget backs are a bitch
This WAS one of my favorites! :D
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