French Toast

The last thing I did in Georgia was going to a bakery. We met my cousin there, and I ordered the french toast. They were pretty big slices, and there were four of them. My cousin said if I ate the whole thing, she would give me twenty bucks. I was like, oh, I'm so gonna finish this. And my mom's like, "NO!!! You shouldn't've done that!!! If she vomits on the plane I'm sending it to you!" My mom was thinking of past expeirences with my brothers and other cousins of mine. At some ice cream place if you bought 3 shakes, you got the fourth free. And these shakes were large. It didn't work for the smalls. So my cousin wanted that fourth shake. So he downed three shakes. What an idiot. Anyway, I ate 3 pieces of this french toast, and I just couldn't eat anymore. I really don't ahve a huge appetite, but you know. My cousin passed me 20 bucks under the table and said good effort. WOO!