One time I laughed really, really hard...

One time I laughed really, really hard…

            It was when I had my first sleepover with my cousin, which resulted to be a horrible hilarious event.  It all began around midnight since of course sleepovers aren’t actually known for sleep.  The name given its self is ironic humor.  Well, eventually bored out of out minds yet, in denial to accept that we were tired and ready for the “day” to end we eventually headed of to the kitchen for late night snacks.  We, of course saw no harm in our action but since it was midnight it was a different story especially if it was our grandparents house.  Quiet as ever we entered the kitchen and ate all we could find possible and desirable.  Though throughout the entire whole entire time we believed we were being sneaky our grandfather was watching us amazed by our actions.  Instead of telling us the wrong doing in out actions he joined us in our “crime” and it was never spoken to my grandmother of such time. As we returned to our room we couldn’t believe what out grandfather had done laughing till we fell asleep