suddenly remembering when my little brothers got a hold of a fog machine and used it in our house

I'm at work and my brothers called me and told me

"WE HAVE A FOG MACHINE"

hang up, call my mother to tell her what they were doing

she's so casual about it "oh, yeah, I know"

then I get text pics of the basement filled with smog

why? my little brothers did it just because

I think our mother gave up

also reminds me of the time my older brother gave one of them a swirlie

I come downstairs because I hear my little brother screaming

both of them walk, out, my little brother's hair is twisted up and he's like " I GOT A SWIRLIE"