the triumphant day of my success

well i have a brother. he's no ordinary brother. he doesnt walk around with his pants halfway down his butt and a hat turned backwards and sunglasses on but he is an abnormal kind of cool.

 i could talk about him for days on end about his coolness and awesomeness. he is just jake. thats his name: jacob. well my bro was any normal teen boy but to me he was the world. i thought the world revolved around him. i have so many stories i could tell about him but this blog has a specific purpose: the day i finally had a triumphant success.

well my brother was really good at scaring me and my sister because he was the only boy in the house and so of course, why not take advantage of that? he scared us all the time, occasionally earning a scream of bloody murder.

well i was sick and tired of my futile attempts to scare him. i wanted to get serious about it. gosh dang i was gonna make him scream like a girl. well i was so determined i didnt care how much he yelled at me. he had a futon when he lived at home and i decided it would be my best bet. he was coming home from school soon so i decided that i had better hide and now. i went and took one of his big comforters that was laying idly on his futon (which was in couch mode) and i curled up into the tightest ball i could and forced myself not to breathe. my heart was pounding.

i was determined to win this triumphant victory. the door had its usual sticky sound as it creaked open and he tossed his backpack on the floor. i swore i was going to have a stroke. he sat down and just so happened to land on my arm. lucky me he thought i was the dog and i seized the opportunity before it could blow away in the wind of failure.

'oh im sorry rusty, i didnt mean to s---'

me- blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
him- aaaaah!!!! get out of my roooooom!!!!!!
me- i wiiiiiiiiiiiiin!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1 *runs out of room in fear*

and this was it. i was successful. just try and scare me again. i may flinch but he sure as heck cant top that. i mean seriously loook at his face lmbo. i practically killed him lmbo. somone get him a bandaid i think he has a boo boo.

thats my terribly similated version of a band-aid. get well soon. maybe he will recover form the shock sometime in the next few years. that's how much i won. it was my triumphant day of success and he cant beat it.