Today I received this fortune - so I guess I will be inexplicably compelled to go into my parents basement only to have a huge monster jump on me when I reach the bottom of the stairs. That or I'll have to try to make a bed that is like a hundred feet tall. Sucks.
2 comments:
Heidi, you are pretty darn funny!
I hope I never get that fortune cookie! Bad thinks would happen.
Last week, I had a dream that I was living with my parents and I fell asleep downstairs. I woke up and heard my dad sneaking around upstairs. I hid downstairs, trying to figure out what he was doing. I heard him come downstairs so I hid from him in the dark. He left the house. I went up stairs to find out it wasn’t my dad but a killer who had slain my family.
Barf.
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