STORY TIEM!!!

My family and I was going to a neighborhood party, and we decided to drop by our house that we might be moving into. My dad opened the garage door and all of the sudden my mum screamed (actual quote) "HOLY FUCK THERE IS A FUCKING SNAKE IN THE GARAGE" I looked around and saw the cutest little snake ever. I decided to name him Sebastian. My bro was flipping his shit and my mum was three houses down crying "a-a-a-a snake, a mother fuckin snake.... plz get rid of it....;n;" My dad grabbed a broom and swept Sebastian to the bushes. He didn't seem to mind he was all "pfft whatever bro" in his little snaky way. My mum refused to come near the house so we went to the party.

The neighborhood "party" was lame, there was just old fat people and some gangsters, so we left. When we pulled into the driveway guess who was sitting there? MOTHER FUCKING SEBASTIAN. HE WAS ALL "WHAT UP MY BITCHES" And if snakes could have facial expressions I'm positive he would have a troll face. My mum started crying again and I think she puked a bit, so I tried to comfort her. It didn't help much. Basically my whole family has Ophidiophobia (phobia of snakes), so I can't do anything about it. I'm pretty sure Sebastian was having a fucking party because a mouse ran across the floor. This little shit needed a name too so I named him Mausu. My dad had enough of Sebastian and his shenanigans, so he just left him there. Mum was scared out of her mind so we left immediately, and that was that.
Well, hope you guys liked my pointless story, and I think more of them will be in the future.
Bye~

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