Mom, I'm sorry, really. I didn't mean to jump up on the fence in the side yard when you weren't looking, and when you told me to get down, I really didn't mean to jump into the neighbor's yard. I'm sorry Dad had to break into their back yard 'cause they weren't home and had, like, three latches on their gate. And I'm sorry Dad had to hand me over the fence to you while you were standing on a ladder. Its just, well, its so nice outside, I just had to see what was on the other side! But I was a little scared, and I know I was shaking when you hauled my sorry a#$ into the house, telling me how bad I was. Please don't ground me for life, I really would not have gone far. Please, please take me out tomorrow, I promise to be good
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Friday, March 14, 2008
Grounded
Mom, I'm sorry, really. I didn't mean to jump up on the fence in the side yard when you weren't looking, and when you told me to get down, I really didn't mean to jump into the neighbor's yard. I'm sorry Dad had to break into their back yard 'cause they weren't home and had, like, three latches on their gate. And I'm sorry Dad had to hand me over the fence to you while you were standing on a ladder. Its just, well, its so nice outside, I just had to see what was on the other side! But I was a little scared, and I know I was shaking when you hauled my sorry a#$ into the house, telling me how bad I was. Please don't ground me for life, I really would not have gone far. Please, please take me out tomorrow, I promise to be good
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