I freaked and claimd the dead plant WASN'T my fault, and it was like that when I found it....
Not the best alibi.
However, the reason she asked was not the wilting plant in the backyard (which so isn't my fault) but rather the old lady watching the dogs claimd I only came down the second week.
However she smoked in the house so I got off the hook.
Saved by the makers of tobacco. Ironic, I know.
Though so is my life.
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HAHAH! ROFL! Stop copying and pasting from xanga to AOL. It makes you look Ignorant.
Here I am, writing in a xanga, starting anew, when I've got a perfectly good AOL blog just waiting to be updated.
However, the people at AOL are stingy, and so I bring you my humble presence.
Not the best thing to put in an AOL blog, sweetie. . .oh yea, its 10x easier to comment in xanga than aol. *plus I can add a nifty picture*
-Kristi
The makers of Tobacco save my life too. My mom smokes, thus keeping her sanity, leading to the concluslun of not having an insane woman trying to suffocate me with a pillow.
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