The ring of something
Ok, here's the deal everyone. From now on, whenever you take my stuff, im going to require a small fee from you cause i no you're all dying to get your hands on my stuff. lol. But seriously folks, Mary and Jessalyn are like Bonnie and Clyde practically. I don't know which one would be Clyde so don't ask but you get the picture. First, Mary wanted my watch, So in yhm infinite wisdom, I gave the watch to......yea u guessed it, LANA. By this point, I already feel like a part of me has been taken off and given to somebody else. Now, once again, my wisdom is proven yet again when I gave Mary, instead of the watch, my freakin' ring. My silver, emerald, custom-made by the overextended budget of Howell High School ring. Mary had a ball of a time. Maybe too much. She wouldn't let it go however, im almost glad she made me work for it cause' it increased the appreciation level that I have. Today, she gave it back to me when, in a moment of great stupidity, I slipped it into Jessa's purse and Mary dove in like Flipper to get it. It was funny to watch cause' she kept complaining of her hand spasing out without it. But then she gave it back at the very end of the day. I almost got on my knees saying "Holy virgin mother of God, give me the ring back!" Yea, I guess I'll need more than a corny Bible joke to get the stalks of laughter growing on this crowd. Hey, a guy can try can't he?