Today I had memories of when I was a kid...
I was walking into the parking lot at work and on the ledge was a little sandwich in a plastic lunch bag with a twist tie... now you may be thinking what significance(sp) does that have to my childhood... well when I was a little girl my mom would pack my lunch for school and on my way to school I would give my sandwich to the neighbours dog and if the dog was not outside I would leave it in the bushes where his leash would reach...
I would do this everyday.. I would not eat my sandwich I hated them... pbandj, ham, bolonga, I hated it all!!!
My mom caught me one day and from that day forward I got lunchables... mmmmmmmmmmmm lunchables
so yeah thats a little of Myranda for ya...
I was walking into the parking lot at work and on the ledge was a little sandwich in a plastic lunch bag with a twist tie... now you may be thinking what significance(sp) does that have to my childhood... well when I was a little girl my mom would pack my lunch for school and on my way to school I would give my sandwich to the neighbours dog and if the dog was not outside I would leave it in the bushes where his leash would reach...
I would do this everyday.. I would not eat my sandwich I hated them... pbandj, ham, bolonga, I hated it all!!!
My mom caught me one day and from that day forward I got lunchables... mmmmmmmmmmmm lunchables
so yeah thats a little of Myranda for ya...

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once a loser always a loser eh!