Ok. I'm officially scared, now.
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[The Road Trip Thread]
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Woop woop new trend! (i hope)
I've never started a trend or done an event like this before, however, I do want to do my best in hosting something fun for the community. So, if you have any questions. leave them in tags or replies and I will try to answer them as best as i can!
And, much like what narry says, you are not required to participate! if you miss a day, or an event, or don't have the motivation to do anything up ahead, then thats fine too! This is just meant to be something nice and fun to do. Plus a way to celebrate vacations and road trips bc i love those kinda things and we get to give our tsp goobers a little break, as a treat ksjdhfkjsdfh
really hope to see some people participate, even if its just for one prompt :3
see you all when the itinerary drops! and tysm to everyone in the original post brainstorming this idea that showed an interest in doing this!
UPDATE: PROMPT LIST/ITINERARY DROPPED RAHH
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nooo don't bat away your sister's outstretched hand in a delusional fit of bitter rage and resentment you're so sexy aha
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There is a rule in the Harrington household that Eddie is only allowed to take one (1) of his and Steve’s three daughters with him to Target. Eddie going to Target by himself is dangerous enough.
For example:
Steve: Why did you buy three bags of cat food?
Eddie: Because if you spent $15 on pet supplies you got a $5 gift card
Steve:
Steve: How is this good for us?
Eddie: It’s free money!
Steve: No – it’s literally not. It cost $15 worth of shit we have no use for.
Steve: And now Hazel’s gonna think we’re getting her a cat.
The thing is, Eddie breaks the one child per Target trip rule constantly, enough times that he and the girls have developed a whole system to sneak their inevitable cache of Target junk into the house so Steve doesn’t find out. The system involves using their youngest, Hazel, as a pawn, which Steve wouldn’t be a fan of, but…it’s Hazel. It works.
“Hi Papa,” she says, setting the carton of eggs that had warranted a trip to Target on the counter.
“Hey,” he replies, looking up from where he was tying his running shoes, “Thanks for getting the eggs.”
“Are you going on a run?” Hazel asks nonchalantly.
“Yep. I’ll be back in a couple hours though, and then we can make those brownies.”
Once he leaves, Hazel returns to the garage where Eddie, Moe, and Robbie are still in hiding.
Hazel: He’s gone.
Eddie: Okay, you know the drill.
Eddie: Pop doesn’t hear a word about this.
Eddie: No fashion shows, no hauls. If he asks, you’ve had this shit your entire lives.
Eddie: Got it?
At the end of the month, Steve is going over all their card statements like he always does when he sees the charge.
Steve: Ed – Jesus Christ.
Steve: What the fuck could you possibly have spent five hundred dollars on at Target?
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