here’s a good story
so i’m in the kitchen making a milkshake and my dad is talking to my grandma saying all this stuff about how i’m a juvenile delinquent and the fees he pays for my private school tuition are actually for my court supervision and senior college is all a big scheme so that people don’t find out i’m a criminal, naturally this is a lie. then i am walking back to my room with my milkshake and my grandma asks if it’s true and i say oh yes, she asks what i did do get under court supervision and so i say ‘i robbed six banks and an orphanage’ which she believes(despite the lack of orphanages in this country) and now she wont talk to anyone because she thinks i have soiled the family name
