bad news
Uncle: I have bad news, Sara.
Sara: Oh no.
Uncle: Gned the gnat is dead. (guh-ned the guh-nat)
Sara: Oh no! Who would kill Gned?
Uncle: Well, he was in the potty this morning when I got here. I thought about CPR. But then I peed on him and flushed it.
Sara: Oh man. Poor Gned.
2 Comments:
That's enough about gnat. BADABING! Love, Hoar.
dude, what up with waitingforwonderful.com ?
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