Keep a sharp eye.
Umm. I refuse to answer on the grounds that it might make me look silly.
No, but the person I was with did. However, she lost her mom at some point in her life and really identified with the kids in the story, so there was a valid excuse. But I still made fun of her in an obnoxious and raucous manner. Until she stabbed me with her box of Milk Duds.
ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! I confess. I teared up. But I didn't blubbler. Blubbering would be silly.
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