Me and my extremely tough/bitchy little sister are going back to the baker hotel tonight. If I never return it’s because the ghost ate us. Rock and Roll!
I would have but on the way there our car exploded. If you were to think exploded would be a buzz term for broke down that would be incorrect, because when I say exploded Mean a huge bang happend then smoke and oil went everywere. My sis and I then preceded to steal a grocery cart and walk town the highway (Me pushing her of course) untill someone picked us up. Now I think we are going to try and go back saturday.
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