So here I sit. On the floor of Jamie's house, hiding away from my phone while jamming to Billy Jean.
Me n Jam(the god of zillas I'm talking about you when your in the shower!) are currently hiding like the jews. Instead of Hitler we have a red head diabetic after us. Intead of the gas chambers we have her house. We are doomed. She's been calling us all day and we've been ignoring it all the time. She's really loud and creepy. She'd make a perfect stalker if she wasn't so obvious. GAH!
FML
Ou! and The haunting in connecticut is rad.
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