Much like
yesterday, Francine's first words of the morning were a variation on "Mrrnnrrf."
Followed, as she woke up enough
to remember that her life SUCKED, by "Oh GOD" and shoving her head under her pillow.
That's not even considering the stuff she
didn't know about yet.
[For a quiet and sneaky Ears.]
"G'morning, Francine."
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And mildly guilty for that last outburst in the way that only a suburban Methodist kid can manage to feel guilty for using the J-word but not the G-word.
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Even if the truth is anyone who knows me knows I'm a gullible idiot.
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