Trudging up from sleep, getting a mug for my cup of coffee and wondering what a three year olds preschool conference consists of, I glance up out the window, clearing my throat and reaching for the coffee pot. My hand stops midway and my eyes widen. My mouth has already made its descend towards the kitchen floor. My heart starts beating rapidly. My breaths become short and quick. I almost--ALMOST--scream, but hold back and for a brief moment think, Oh, this has to be a PRANK! Of course! How clev...no. No prank! People, I mean it. I literally almost screamed like the annoying naive girl from a horror movie who just had to check on Tommy inside the creepy old house in the middle of nowhere... Michigan, ya duped us again, old friend.
Posted on: Tue, 15 Apr 2014 20:09:54 +0000
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