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I did it! I got Bob’s Yahoo ID deleted. I bet I showed him. I bet he goes home tonight and cuts open his wrists. I mean, come on. Getting your Yahoo ID deleted is like the worst thing that can ever, ever happen to a person. It’s worse than having hot Wesson oil poured over you while your mother’s new boyfriend shoves a beer can up your butt. Trust me, I know.
My Goonites leaked on my toga, but I don’t want to get up to change it. Wasn’t Days Of Our Lives good today? I think Alice Horton is the murderer.
Mom left a few hours ago. My sister says I have to help her make a baby now. So I’ll write more when I can.
My Goonites leaked on my toga, but I don’t want to get up to change it. Wasn’t Days Of Our Lives good today? I think Alice Horton is the murderer.
Mom left a few hours ago. My sister says I have to help her make a baby now. So I’ll write more when I can.