Attack of the Killer Robot!

Yesterday Court and I ventured to the Walmart because I was out of apple juice and poptarts. While there Court was almost arrested by a cop because she was trying to steal it a CD (I don't know how I screwed that up). Kids these days. Luckily the cop used to work for the Springfield Public Schools and Court had a Kickapoo shirt on. He let her go with a warning. Actually, she didn't try to steal it she just tried to leave the electronics center without paying for it. Who knew you couldn't do that? Then I went and got my apple juice. I got two bottle this time because I suck that stuff down. Plus, they are only 97 cents for 64 ounces. (why is oz. ounces??) I also got my poptarts. We wandered around a little bit and Court wanted to buy me a shirt because I bought one online that had a stenciled dinosaur on it. It's sweet. I wanted it for my birthday but didn't get it until last weekend. Anyway, Court was inspired by the shirt and wanted to do it too. Whilst we were in the tshirt isle I got bored carrying my bottles of apple juice so I put them up on my shoulders. Doing so made me feel like a robot with rocket launchers. So I preceded to fire rockets at Courtney. Only stopping to turn the apple juice around into a machine gun. Courtney darts off and pretends to not know me so I make louder noises. Then I locked on with my long range missiles and fire. I became the missile and chased her. She didn't put up much of a chase so I ran into her. Was a fun evening for me. Court didn't like it. What Court thinks doesn't matter.
It is 4:30 and Courtney is hungry. She is so weird. I have to go eat with her.