But she never set foot over there to pack a thing. Must have been bad if she wouldn't go back. Or maybe he wouldn't let her. He seems like a real "rick", just add the letter that comes after "O" to the beginning of that word and you get what he really is.
But he is at least quiet now by himself. Haven't seen him much, he's not roaring around in his cars.
At least no more midnight calls to the police. Or I hope not anyway.
I've always wanted to go to the Cabbage Patch HOspital. Now that I live closer, maybe I can make a trip. Dont' want a doll, just want to go.
Those dinosaurs ALWAYS mess everything up in your cave/fort.
my daughter's tent was always a castle with princesses. Girls are a lot different. No dinosaurs, just wicked "step-in-the-waters" (step-mothers, she couldnt' remember the word and that is what she ended up calling them)