I found out about Daddy Groovy’s death from The Douchebag’s dad. He mass texted people, urging to pray for the remains of his fatherblahblahblah.

After I texted The Douchebag, I received a message, NAY, an order from my mother: Please visit remains of Daddy Groovyblahblahblah.

*groaning, eye-rolling, and whining ensues*

Doireaaaallyhaveto???

*throws a tantrum*

Butidontwannaaaaa!!!

*huffs*

FINE.

I hate being an adult.

*grumblegrumblegrumble*