And the worst part about it?
My son is my dealer.
My son is my dealer.
I know, this is awful right?
I can't help myself.
I can't help myself.
Yesterday he brought some home.
It was the wrong thing, so I sent it back to school so he could give it back....
to another child who gave it to his mom.
It was the wrong thing, so I sent it back to school so he could give it back....
to another child who gave it to his mom.
This is what it was:
2 comments:
LOL!
You are too funny.
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