LMAO, that is tragic. I can't wait to send my next email to 50 gazillion people, so that I can start living in a fantasy world where I get everything I've ever wanted since the third grade!
Oh yeah. I think at that stage I wanted every Babysitters Club book written; my parents to clearfell the property, sell off the land, so people would buy it and build houses (I didn't have neighbours and, growing up on American kids books, that always seemed horribly wrong); and I had a crush on a boy with skinny legs called Adrian.
I, too, wanted every BSC book. I can't really remember a whole lot about the third grade ... I remember I was into Secret Keepers and Cabbage Patch Kids ... oh, and I wanted my older brother to stop being so mean to me.
I didn't, but I did receive a new copy of it from somebody I've never heard of. I did some investigation (elementary, my dear Mandy), and found that this dick had just copied and pasted the addresses from the last one.
But, point remaining: he forwarded it on. I kind of feel sorry for his crush.
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Oh, brilliant!
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I'm still waiting for the latter part to happen.
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I didn't, but I did receive a new copy of it from somebody I've never heard of. I did some investigation (elementary, my dear Mandy), and found that this dick had just copied and pasted the addresses from the last one.
But, point remaining: he forwarded it on. I kind of feel sorry for his crush.
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Actually, it had me sold on Barbra.
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