Like, Hai...

Greetings, Earthlings... *COUGH COUGH* Uh I mean... Hi... Yeah... Well, Me and my brother are writing a blog. Possibly to be joined by our other brother.
I don't really know how to introduce this blog so I'm just gonna give this a shot.
We're weird. Our life is weird, our family is weird and our weirdness is weird.
So that's what this blog is about. Weirdness. And life.

I'm Elandra a.k.a Calrissian. Heres me as a stick man.... Stick woman? Stick chick? Lets go with stick chick. Here's me as a stick chick:

And my brother is Alex a.k.a Afronaut. Heres his stick dude:

Pretty awesome, huh? Well I like stick chicks/dudes :D

We are from London.

Anywho, you're probably wondering about the name of our blog, well, let me tell you.
Our dad is a Jazz man. He plays with his band at this Pub on Tuesday nights. So me and Afronaut went to see him play. We were conversing about the fact that we should make a blog, when I looked out the window and saw "Tasty Chicken and Pizza" across the street.
Me: Hey, Alex?

Afronaut: What?

Me: You know most chicken shops sell pizza too?

Afronaut: Yeah...

Me: Well, who actually buys pizza from a chicken shop?

Afronaut: Huh... I don't know... That's an interesting thought. What made you think that?

Me: Chicken shop across the road.
 
Afronaut: Oh... I want a pizza now.

Me: Me too...

-song finishes, we walk up to Dad's piano-

Me & Afronaut: Daaaaaaaaaad....

Dad: Yes...

Afronaut: We're gonna go across the road and buy a pizza.

Dad: Okay...

So me and Afronaut go across the road to the chicken shop. We weren't drunk. We're too young for that crap. It was a natural high. I told you we were weird. So we were giggling, laughing, talking to the chicken shop guy and looking at pizza toppings. I was ordering the pizza, when Afronaut interrupted me. He was staring past me at the counter and he looked like he was going to explode laughing any second.
Afronaut: Elandra....

Me: what...?

Afronaut: -says nothing. Just keeps staring at toppings list on the counter-

Me: WHAT??

Chicken shop guy: Spelling mistake, huh?

Afronaut: Yeah...

The thing making my brother laugh is arse off, was in fact, the fact that the pizza toppings list started with "maxican chicken."

But we were naturally-high, so this was hilarious.
So me, Alex and Mr. Pizza man got into a hyper conversation about how american spellings are all different and how they feel the need to miss out letters like instead of writing "colour" they write "color".

Anywho, after getting our Maxican chicken and pepperoni pizza, Dad's jazz was finished, so we got in the car and went home, eating our pizza on the way.

And I just gotta say, those Maxican's sure do know their chicken....

** EDIT!! **
Robert a.k.a Curious Bob has joined our team (YAY!!)
His stick dude will be featured once I make it...