Nov 10
Today, I was trying to print my english homework. It wouldn’t print so I took my laptop into my mom’s home office. The fifth time I clicked the print button the the printer started working. I picked up the paper to see written on it, “Emma, I am your printer. You must talk to me nicely. Or else I won’t print for you.” I was terrified for about four seconds until I realized it was my dad on his laptop the next room over. He was laughing hysterically at his own joke. MLIA
