As a result I got to eat the rest of the Shrimp Fried Rice. Yum.
Thanks.
Dear Sex Offender Neighbor,
Even though you live across the street... I don't think I want to trick-or-treat at your house. Actually, I don't think I want to meet you at all. Maybe you should move.
From,
E.
I got a new computer... still trying to come up with a name. It should go with Maxwell and probably be from a Beatles song. (-E.)
Lately all I hav wanted to eat is breakfast food... that's ok yeah? (I have also been using a Minnesota Dialect.... Don'tch Know.)
you have a sex-offender neighbor too???
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