You Can Stand Under My Umbrella

On the sixth day of Decembermas...

Oh my. My parents are silly.

I was all like, "My umbrella broke. The metal's all twisted and bent'd."
And they were all, "Okay, we'll get you a new one."
And they gave me a plastic umbrella. T.T
And I was all like, "Why's it plastic?"
And they were all like, "Because."
Then it broke. First day of use. And it broke. D':
I was disappoint.
Then they temporarily fixed it with some wire. ;_;

Still want to stand under my umbrella? My broken, broken umbrella? ;_;

Note to self: British umbrella.