My turtle died on monday night. I just got home from work and Liz told me that he wasnt moving. I went to pick him up, and his little head flopped around. It didnt fall off, it just sorta flopped. Of course I call Jon to wake him up, because it was his gift to me, and he told me that I was talking the crazy talk and that I needed sleep. Liz ran
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