Jan 25, 2007 23:20
Jacqueline asked for a boy's email today in class.
A BOY!
OOOOOOOOOOOOH! Scandal!
They're going to fall in love and get married and have wee baby Jacquelines who will run around the house talking about how exciting octopuses are. They're already engaged, and they're going to elope and go for a skiing holiday in the alps and drink expensive wine and have people dote on them because they are upper crust snobs.
I said cider, not sodomize. My mouth words weren't working.