seemed like a good idea at the time…
headed out to sleep in a cave with Mabel and a bunch of kids from church. Supposed to be cool. Sure it will.
What’s not to love…sleeping on rocks…crawling tiny spaces…a herd of third and fourth graders.
If you’re looking for me, I’ll be the grumpy one with squinty eyes cutting the grass on on Saturday afternoon
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