I stand (or rather perch Indian-style) at a crossroads. For about a year now, my mom has been warbling on about something or other, but just recently she hit upon a pitch that reached my ears. The pitch being that if I don't thoroughly clean my room, I'll be inhumanely robbed of my allowance and social calendar.
So I'm supposed to go to the movies
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Very funny. You should send this entry to Wade.
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