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ello loves! want to read what i wrote on kayla's sympathy box for her dead fish, ralph? well here it is, and yes the large chunk is allll one sentence. cheers!
To my BFFFFFF (Kayla) in this utterly appaling time of distress and dispair due to the death of her beloved fish, Ralph, whom I did not know was named Ralph until Kayla sent a text to me saying that "Ralph" her "fish" died and then I, Robin, realized that her fish wasn't named Freddy even though i had been led to believe that by her lovely sister, lexi, whom, I am sorry to say, resembles a pageant child, which is amusing because I was watching something avout pageant children today and decided that my children will be pageant children who will scare you with their creepiness, which you will be okay with because you are going to be my children's nanny and will be getting paid sooo much that you won't care that they are creepy, which won't be their fault anyways because their father will no doubt be creepy but really bloody rich so I'll be happy just as long as I can shop & have my BFFFFFF AKA YOU!
So what I was trying to get across to you is: Sorry about your fish! Oh and I'm really high from sharpie fumes now.
yeah so i wrote that, in sharpie, all over the paper of the box, and guess what's in the box! a card. made out of a happy Channukah fuzzy poster colored thing that i half colored because i then got bored and quit coloring.
sharpie fumes make me... fumed.
this all-nighter is going pretty awesome if i do say so myself. oops i think my dad is awake now...
To my BFFFFFF (Kayla) in this utterly appaling time of distress and dispair due to the death of her beloved fish, Ralph, whom I did not know was named Ralph until Kayla sent a text to me saying that "Ralph" her "fish" died and then I, Robin, realized that her fish wasn't named Freddy even though i had been led to believe that by her lovely sister, lexi, whom, I am sorry to say, resembles a pageant child, which is amusing because I was watching something avout pageant children today and decided that my children will be pageant children who will scare you with their creepiness, which you will be okay with because you are going to be my children's nanny and will be getting paid sooo much that you won't care that they are creepy, which won't be their fault anyways because their father will no doubt be creepy but really bloody rich so I'll be happy just as long as I can shop & have my BFFFFFF AKA YOU!
So what I was trying to get across to you is: Sorry about your fish! Oh and I'm really high from sharpie fumes now.
yeah so i wrote that, in sharpie, all over the paper of the box, and guess what's in the box! a card. made out of a happy Channukah fuzzy poster colored thing that i half colored because i then got bored and quit coloring.
sharpie fumes make me... fumed.
this all-nighter is going pretty awesome if i do say so myself. oops i think my dad is awake now...