full face

(again, amos revisions to this are in pink. cfl if you wanted pink to be your revision color m1, its mine. just kidding i will change it to yellow. just kidding. i hate yellow. just kidding. ok, here it goes.......)

and i'm not talking about my complex for drinking too much beer (shakes head yes) and my face turning round (shakes head yes). full face is when your mother calls you up and tells you you aren't allowed to come somewhere without a full face of makeup on. this all started when my Grandfather passed away a year ago and my mother was more worried about what her girls were going to show up looking like. She took kmo immediately to the makeup counter and bought her an entire new line of makeup for the funeral (i wish i was there for this so i could have gotten some too). usually people are grieving at a time like that. nope not in my family.

this reminds me of a story my father (2D) told this weekend at a nice dinner table (with terrible service that didnt think team olson was funny). when we were little our mother sold mary kay makeup (and i once painted myself black w it, itb?). thank god she never won that pink car either. anyway she went out of town with another women that also sold (sounds like shes a drug dealer)and while they were away my dad had a "guys night" (at the race tracks). he tells us when he got home he put his friend richard to bed in the guest room (or the marykay store) (this was about 3 am, GO 2D!! what a party animal). anyway my father wakes up at about 3 am (i thought it was 5 am, but whos counting?) and hears a bunch of shuffling around. he goes into the guest room and see richard peeing into the drawer with all the mary kay makeup in it. his exact words were "pissing all over your mothers mary kay makeup". he is so drunk and sleep walking he has no idea what he's doing. he then proceeds to wake him up and tell him to "choke the chicken" until he can make it to the bathroom to finish peeing. (but while he is telling this story in the nice restaurant, he gets a little side tracked with this comment and proceeds to get all 5 of the tables surrounding us involved as he is yelling "YOU"RE CHOKING THE WRONG CHICKEN!!!!!!) god i love team olson celebration dinners. anyway, the next day they decide they will never tell anyone because my mother would be devastated. so my mom goes on with life selling those beautiful colors (shaking head no) and applying full faces of piss. (shit now that i think about it, did i paint myself black with pee make-up?!?!??!?!? hahahahhahaha thats why my skin is so nice.)

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