Science Fair

I've never been one bit interested in the science fair with all these kids. When Parker came home and said he had the easiest project ever I cheered. Little did I know. The idea, buy a bunch of apples and wait for them to rot. Parker said all he had to do was buy the apples and when they rotted "partner" would do the rest (don't want to mention partners name because I'm going to throw him under the bus). For one month these apples graced our window sill. Yes, you guessed it, perfectly preserved in the cool weather. Nothing was happening. A slight wrinkling of the skin on the golden delicious, that's it. "Partner", who has never even seen the apples, then writes up two pages of whatever. Two pieces of computer paper. Do you see the size of that board? I had to buy the board as well. What is "partner" doing you ask? I'd like to know! At this point Parker thinks he is going to type up everything himself. I head that disaster off by paying, yes I saying paying, Bree to put this thing together. You get the picture right, "partner" did nothing. Did I mention this was the night before it was due. I hope they get a bad grade. Gregg said it was one the nicest looking ones there. Bree should rethink her major.