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I haven't stopped laughing sense my mom got home.

She was making fun of my metrical that I actually vacuumed. Then I made fun of her orange hair, she said I was a horrible child for eating her hot dog. Then I was holding back laughter watching the dogs stare at her where ever she went.

At this point I"m slap happy. I then add chocolate icecream to the mix.

I fling some of the icecream on the floor on accident. Are hot dog dog ran up to eat it. I pounce right in front of her and yell back off she stops in her tracks and backs up. The other dog then comes from the side to eat it. I pounced on him and threw him back. My mom meanwile is talking about me waking up the hole street. (I can see myself doing that) I finish getting my ice cream and the dogs are slowly moving in on the spot. The one that come from the side had a lead but they where still at the line of the kitchen. (they rarely pass that wile I"m in the kitchen they know better) I ask my mom to tell me, when I leave the kitchen, who gets there first. I get into the hallway to my room. (just out across from where the dogs was sitting) The hot dog made it first by pushing in front of the other.