January 09, 2003

True confessions of the sweetest,

True confessions of the sweetest, funniest girl I know:
When I was a kid, my sister and I would take chalk out to the driveway and we'd make chalk outlines of each other, you know, like the police make. Only we'd trace everything but the arm and then trace it somewhere else. We'd also trace donuts and tell our folks someone had murdered a cop. We'd leave the heads off. It was horrible...
Posted by thom at January 9, 2003 02:57 PM
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