In writing class I-a found out my name means "Famous Warrior." I-a didn't know if I should have laughed or cried at that.
Anyway, Parakarry, I-a have a letter to send to my mama, deliver it for me?
I-a still feel a little bad about the Peasley deal, despite the fact we've been seeing each other and everything again and everything's been great . . . I-a thought maybe I'd get him a gift. I like giving gifts . . . but then I had to stop and think what in the world I could get a prince?? With my budget, even . . .
He-a sometimes says things about my socks. He pokes fun but in a good natured way, and says he thinks they're-a cute. Mama made these socks for me ages ago, maybe she could make a pair for Peasley? So, yeah, letter off to mama, asking her to make a pair of yellow striped socks~ I-a didn't know how to measure for sock size though so I just said to make them about my size but a bit smaller?
Should only take her a week or so to make them, she's-a great at stuff like that! I wish I had learned more, so I coulda made the socks myself, all I know how to do are patch up clothes. But hopefully Peasley'll like em nonetheless (and isn't embarrassed by such a common gift).
Psh, Famous Warrior.