the pooping dog and nitrates... ?????? A REALLY random night!

"And now, class, we come to the nitrogen fixing bacteria. Here is a dog. It's supposed to be a dog anyways"
*points to tiny stick dog with no ears or nose, with it's tail straight up*
"See Alex, he's going to poop...I know it!"
"Hey Mom! You made me miss what's decomposing into ammonia!"
"His poop!"
"No, Mom, I think the dog died"
"No, he's going to poop!"
"MOM! Let me do my class!"
*throws miniature rubber duck at Mom*
*rewinds DVD*
"And it starts to decompose"
*rewind*
"And it starts to decompose"
*rewind*
"You know Alex, he's going to poop!"
"MOM!!"
"When dogs, and animals, and plants, die, the nitrifying bacteria comes and it starts to decompose"
"THE DOG DIED! NO!!! NOT THE DEFORMED PUPPY!!!"
"WHAT? HE DIDN'T POOP?"
"NO! HE'S DEAD!"
"MOM! Now I've missed how the puppy decomposes!"
"The bacteria stuff ......."
"MOM! You made me miss the next part! Please stop talking! I don't have another duck to throw at you!"
*rewind*
*...*

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We're a bit hyper tonight... It's not our fault the teacher was talking about plants in their convertables going to the drive through to order nitrates!!! (No, seriously, she did...and she has huge glasses, a red afro, and a wardrobe full of shoulder padded, flower printed, 80s style dresses! AND an undescribable accent from who-knows-where...maybe space.......

I hope she doesn't read this!

I may post more tonight, though no ne has even seen any of my posts yet...wow...talking to a wall...er, cyberspace...depressing, isn't it?

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EDIT

So things got even more funny! So here's a quick summary... BTW, Sam is my little brother..."Mom" is my mom"

Mom: Sam, I did a terrible, terrible thing...
Sam: YOU ATE YOUR FACE???
Mom: Where did that come from???
Mom: I accidentally killed a earth worm.
Sam: YOU ATE ALEX'S FACE???

Alex: SAM!!! I'M BLOGGING ABOUT YOU!!!
Sam: WHATT???
Alex: It's just me telling the world about you except no one reads it. So I'm talking to myself
Sam: COOL!!!

Mom: Get out of my bed!
Sam: I'm watching Alex blog!
Mom: It's better than what I have to watch Alex do
Alex: I HATE YOU!!! *jokingly*
Mom: They're teaching her to roll over in physical therapy!
Mom: It's sad when you have to be taught how to roll over!
Mom: But then again, it took you a long time to learn to roll over when you were a baby, too!
Alex: YOU'RE MEAN! *jokingly fake sob*

*Sam rolls out of the room in Alex's wheelchair*

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Sam: WHHHHHHAAAAAHHHH!!! *CRASH*

*Sam comes running in the room, panting*
Sam: By the way, I hijacked your wheelchair!
Mom: Uh, we know that
Sam: I tested your brakes, Alex!!!
*...*
Sam: I went into the kitchen, full speed, then slammed on the brakes!!!!
Alex: I'm not cleaning up the skid markes!
Mom: I know, I'll be the one cleaning them!
Mom & Alex: WEAR YOUR HELMET!!! *family joke*

*Sam runs into the room*
Sam: THAT WAS SO COOL UNTIL I HIT THE FRIDGE!!!!!!!!!!!

*Sam comes full speed prepared to come into the

Mom: Sam! Stop running around!
Sam: I'm not running around!

Sam: CHECK........THIS.....OOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WHOA.

Mom: WHERE'S THE WHEELIE BARS????!?!!!?!?!!!!?!?!?


Mom: Sam, come here! I think I have a better sized wheelchair for you...maybe you won't get hurt in this one!
*Mom holds up a doll-sized wheelchair*

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I think you get the drift...we have so much fun once dad's out of the house/sleeping