We Shalt Not!

I just came across these pictures and must post them. They make me laugh.The story that goes along with these is as follows:
One day someone decided to make a meal called Kansas City Steak Strips. I could hardly stomache it, it was so gross. Emily and I agreed that it was an experience we should only have to endure once. So when Sarah anounced that she was making it again, we decided to go on strike. We did our hair really weird (somehow that was important), threw some strange accessories on, and came down stairs ready to make our statement. After taking pictures of course. We sat down at the table (trying not to laugh) and didn't eat a bite. I believe we were fully justified in our rebellion. It is really the worst meal ever invented, and it is the only time in my life that I refused to eat something. After all, I had already eaten it once! (Under normal circumstances I would have been forced to eat it, or disciplined, or both, but as it was, my wonderful father felt sympathy for us [and for himself I am sure] and let us get away with it.)Well, now you know. It is no longer a secret. I am an imperfect, rebellious, rude, disrespectful-of-my-sister's-culinary-creations, peevish child. I will simply blame it on the fact that it happened 4 years ago, and I'm sure it will never happen again (especially since we hid the recipe).