Eat it.
Bored, as usual...
Dreading the doing of homework.

-During dinner-
Me: *munch luncheon meat* *crack* What is this.. fish bone?
*dunn* It's a staple...
* another crack* It's HALF a staple...
Me: What the?
Aunt: What's worse than a staple in your luncheon meat! Half a staple! (right..)
Father: You lack of iron isit..
Me: ..." This isn't our usual brand right? (Are staples even made of iron?)
Mum: No, this one is $1 cheaper. With free staples!
Me: Eat at your own risk. Company is not responsible for any mysterious holes appearing in the stomachs of customers after the consumption of our products.
Father: You will make a horrible saleswoman.
Me: Thank you.

Lalala, I'm still bored.
I shall go drink water.. (am I bored to that kind of stage?! o_o)
Ahh, I shall put the music back on my blog. *has nothing better to do*
Meheh, beware! Of the music! *goes insane*