I have decided we are in need of a new category, Emily Stories Hee hee
We'll start nice and light, most of these, I'm sure will be excerpts of conversations.
Me: The blue truck is still here, that's odd.
Emily: Yeah, I know, I saw it when I was living.
Now, one would think perhaps she meant leaving, they sound kinda the same - but noooo....
Me: are you dead?
Emily: Oops, I meant walking
(probably the worst part is that this conversation was on aim - where she had to type it, and thus, one would expect, think about it a little more!)
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Silly
It was the red ties who finally ruined Saturday knock for all of us. Knock,
for those who went to schools that had nicknames, was what we called dawn
pre...
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