For some reason, i had to go get some type of shot because I might have been sick, and somehow my twin brother Chuckie was the doctor. Him and his friends were playing video games when he told me i had to guess the correct number on the card he was holding, and I said 357. They turned the card around and started saying, "Cool, you got it!" and "You guessed it right!" When the card said 357.

Then, he paused the video game and gave me a shot on my left arm near the middle of my arms and my veins. The next thing i knew, i had to go outside and do something dangerous, i don't remember what, and Chuckie's friends were going, "Man, your sister is hot." and then, "She isn't going to make it." And somehow, Chuckie looked angry and was like, "Lay off her, guys, she's my sister."  

And then I woke up.

Three words.

What.The.Fuck!

Post edited at 3:36 pm on July 21, 2008 by WonderChick16

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