So one Saturday in April, a box of cereal asked my mom to marry it, and my mom burst into tears, "I'M SO SORRY, CEREAL! But, I'm already married! I don't want to get married again!"
But she loves cereal enough to marry it. Back in the winter, my mom grabbed a bunch of boxes of cereal, and she said, "I love cereal so much. Can you marry cereal?"
so on my 12th birthday, my parents will be divorced, and my mom will marry her cereal. I'm gonna invite someone else to the wedding. As long as everyone there is wearing masks. It's gonna be a blacklight glow wedding.
