Trading Grandmas

Oct 22, 2005 17:16

I’m trading grandmas with my friend Wayland.

I’m walking out of class, and I run into Charles.  He has a silly grin on his face and says to me that I have a package in the office.  What the hell?  I wasn’t expecting any packages.  I go upstairs and find my package.  It’s from someone named Mrs. Britton from California and it’s huge.  This is ( Read more... )

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keyserxsoze October 22 2005, 18:18:10 UTC
now not only do i miss you bunches, i'm hungry too. thanks a lot bart.

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