never eat a girl's 5,4,3,2,1

When I was about six or seven I had a really good friend who lived across the street, he was the same age as me and had an older sister, about ten or eleven who really didn’t like me AT ALL. He was really sweet and always giving me flowers and gifts and things. One day we were playing in his back garden, his mum was there, his granny, a few family friends, his sister and us, he was like ‘I’m gonna get you something to eat’ it was a real sunny day and I wasn’t even hungry but he went into the kitchen and came back with a biscuit(they don’t make them anymore but they were called 5,4,3,2,1’s and they were like a wafer covered in chocolate with toffee inside. I didn’t even want it but he was pressing me to eat it so I scoffed it and was sitting there with melted chocolate on my fingers and the incriminating wrapper beside me on the grass when his sister came out of the kitchen, she let out this HUGE gasp, I mean like you would have thought someone had just sucker punched her and started hyperventilating, LITERALLY HYPERVENTILATING and started maniacally tearing at her hair, he and I were looking at her like, what the hell is wrong with her?! Then she started uncontrollably sobbing and screaming at the top of her voice….’She ate my 5,4,3,2,1,SHE ATE MY 5,4,3,2,1, SHE ATE MY 5,4,3,2,1!!!!!! AAAAAHHH MY 5,4,3,2,1!!!!!’ Her granny had to take her on her knee and rock her back and forth while she sobbed and screamed, while I was sitting there like some little scoff monster, with all the adults loudly whispering ‘What happened??’ ‘Oh she ate her 5,4,3,2,1’ and I didn’t even want the flipping 5,4,3,2,1 in the first place. Grrr. O_o

Tanya – Belfast

9 responses to “never eat a girl's 5,4,3,2,1”

  1. All I can say is, the more you post, the more I want to meet you. Thanks for the stories — don’t stop! =)

  2. Just tell me what in the world the signifigance of that biscuit was to that poor girl and how do you know your friend didn’t set you up for something? Sounds like a conspiracy to me! lol

  3. LoLZ, I think it was the last 5,4,3,2,1 in the world and after that there would be no more 5,4,3,2,1’s EVER. And I ate it. O_O….Susie, no way! How could you? I would probably make it an awkward moment! 😀

  4. Tanya, Yes way! I think it would be a hilarious adventure, you could be my tour guide around N.I. =D

  5. PS. Have you watched the movie “Leap Year” yet? I’d be all embarrassing myself like the girl in the movie, getting in one situation after another as a stereotypical “dumb American tourist,” but in NORTH Ireland. Whaddya say?

  6. Hahaha…Susie ok, deal if you visit NI I will be your tour guide you can come stay in our spare room. I’ve only ever met one American over here surprisingly enough…he was on a train heading to Belfast and he had bought a guide book back home…you know what it said in it??
    Do not bring up the conversation of religion with people in Northern Ireland this is a subject of huge contention.
    Do not venture out after dark especially in the city.
    Do not look people in the eye(!!??) eye contact is often taken as a sign of violent inticement.
    Try and understand the Northern Irish version of humour it can be insulting at times!! I’m not even kidding, we laughed so hard when we read it, he was sitting in the corner of the train trying not to look at anyone…O_O
    LoLZ – I dread to think what other countries think of us….. :O

    • that is soooo funny. I have a lot of friends from Colombia. Before I met them, I was afraid of the country because the only info books that mentioned Colombia in our book store were about all of South America. They each said something like, “Colombia: Do not travel to this country.”