Me: Hi Mom. How’s your trip home? When did you leave?
Mom: We left an hour ago. It’s good.
Me: Oh Great, I’ve been worried about you and your teeth. How’s it feeling? Any more pain?
Mom: Good, fine. How’s your diet going?
Me: Gotta go mom, bye! See you in 14 hours.
If you are receiving this, we trust you.
Have you ever wondered what it is like to own a pet but fear the responsibility? This is an opportunity for you and your children to spend a week with a six month precious mini-rex bunny, without the long term commitment, care, or, eventual funeral.
Ideal recipient will be a home without a dog or other predator.
Care: observe her sitting in cage, feed her carrots, celery, pellets every other day. FunBun loves to be held, cuddled. She is a baby.
Take receipt tomorrow through Easter Sunday.
If possible, let me know quickly! Cell or email —
Sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think, I’m not going to make it, but you laugh inside — remembering all the times you’ve felt that way.Charles Bukowski
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Trick or Treat!
Dee: Your mom doesn’t know dick. She’s a dumb fat cow, and your sister is a stupid little shit mouthed bitch, isn’t she?
Justine: You just said a lot of bad words.
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