You can have my cookies when you pry them from my cold, chocolate-stained, crumb-bespecked fingers.
Ok. The End.
Whew! Glad this is over.
Dang it
The highest treeeeeeee…
The hangin tree! . . . The Hangin Tree!! . . . THE HANGIN TREE!!!
I looked at the CallerID. It said “The Blue Bus”. I reacted,
The blue bus
Is calling us
Driver, where you takin’ us?
Bye-bye
Hello, it’s me
I’ve thought about us for a long, long time
Maybe I think too much but something’s wrong
There’s something here that doesn’t last too long
Goodnight, Irene.
**THREAD CLOSED!
Jasmine - Vigilante Moderator**
Oh, okay.
Vigi who?
Dang it.
Goodnight Vienna
Last.
Good grief
Shhh! Trying to sleep here.