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dd Grandma Death.
bitch farmer: Excuse me! Excuse me! Please stay off the road, Miss Sparrow. If this happens again I am going to call Social Services.
I hate that Miss Farmer.
farmer: Watch your step. That’s it.
She’s such a fucking bitch.
farmer: There you are, that’s a girl.
donnie: Yeah.
How old is Grandma Death?
101. She does the same thing every day. Just walks back and forth and back and forth to the mailbox. Nothing ever in there.
Oh, wait, wait, wait. She goes…. she's going back to the box. We may still have mail.
theres the rest of it. Im considering holding a DD party. would anyone come? lexie when will you be back in town?
bitch farmer: Excuse me! Excuse me! Please stay off the road, Miss Sparrow. If this happens again I am going to call Social Services.
I hate that Miss Farmer.
farmer: Watch your step. That’s it.
She’s such a fucking bitch.
farmer: There you are, that’s a girl.
donnie: Yeah.
How old is Grandma Death?
101. She does the same thing every day. Just walks back and forth and back and forth to the mailbox. Nothing ever in there.
Oh, wait, wait, wait. She goes…. she's going back to the box. We may still have mail.
theres the rest of it. Im considering holding a DD party. would anyone come? lexie when will you be back in town?