This stupid blonde guy with the big stupid grin.
Not only was he taking my sister out on a date but mom seemed to like him and Phil—can you believe that Phil went all starry eyed looking at that douche? Like totally zoned out staring at him, lost in translation, can’t focus for s**t type of z-o-n-e-d o-u-t.
Bullshit.
He’s not even all that great looking.
And this pizza, it wasn’t even satisfying. It didn’t have enough bacon on it and dad forgot to get the stuffed crust and there wasn’t any garlic sauce and—
“Okay boys, you know the drill,” Cliff said, pointing at me.
The drill.
Right.
Pursing my lips, I waved at them as they headed out the door, off to see their drive-in movie, noticing how Phil was already getting up, sneaking over into the kitche
