Me And My Siblings Are Planning On Rewatching My Street This Summer In Preparation For Season Seven Coming

Conversation I just overheard my siblings having in the living room:

Older sister: The police are after me!

Older brother: Are you a taxi driver?

Older sister: Yes!

Older brother: Why are they after you?

Older sister: I was speeding!

Older brother: Is there a child in your car!?

Older sister: Yes!

Older brother: Pull over!

Older sister: No way!

My beanbag was bleeding out all over, so now I'm just sitting here, on the floor, sewing up a beanbag, while reading.

Bone Apple Tea

I have been horrifically inspired; I take full credit and no responsibility for what I say next.

You know how people purposefully mispronounce Bon apatite as bone apple tea? Here me out.

If you were to actually make it, how would you? How do you think it would taste? I have just spent the past half hour thinking about this, and now you will too.

I think I've thought up two generic ways to make it.

Number one. Boil apple peels, and bones in water. I'd do peels because it's the easiest part to boil, and this is tea, not apple juice, so the flesh isn't an option. Also, we're staying away from the core because I'd rather not poison anyone. As for the bones, I'd just buy fried chicken or turkey and take the bones out and use those. Not only because it's precooked, and again, we're avoiding making people sick, but also because the fat, thus the flavor has been cooked into the bones.

Number two. The Poorman's version. Boil equal parts broth, apple juice, and water. Fun fact! People often times boil bones to make broth, so I think this is a proper substitute. I'd again use either chicken or turkey broth for this, not only are these probably cheaper, but I think the flavors would mesh well, or as well as they can. I think the apple juice is self-explanatory, and although I'd aim for 100%, if watered down is cheaper, then by all means use it. I'd just be impressed someone would try this.

I honestly think I wouldn't be able to sleep if I didn't get this down. If any of you masochists are brave enough to try this, let me know how it turns out! Bon apatite!

Hi!

I don't know what I'm doing.

I was just sitting in the living room, when out the back door I saw two eyes staring at me. When I got up to get a better look, I saw the outline of a cat on the fence. Unfortunately, the second I tried to open the door in jump off the fence and ran away.

Shoot the messenger, send a message.

I just watched The Wild Robot. I was really excited for it because I love robots, but I did not expect for it to make me cry.

The fox reminded me of the fox from The Little Prince, which also made me cry.

Then I remembered a story called The Porcupine Whose Name Didn't Matter and decided to read it because I hate myself apparently. Guess what? It made me cry.

Now I'm just sitting here, reminded of the fact I have no friends, trying not to cry.

I've had more strawberry lemonade in the past few days than I've ever had in my entire life, and honestly, I think I have a new favorite drink.

Just got back from the void. I got you a rock.

My beanbag ripped, so now I've resorted to sitting on the floor, like a commoner.