Bye
So we ended the war.We both won.
We stopped at Dunkin Donuts and told Gil to ask his friends what they wanted from there. So there we were, minding our own business, and all of a sudden we hear
“I DONT WANT STUPID DUNKIN DONUTS AFTER THAT PROFANE MUSIC THEY GAVE ME.”
Eesh.
He needs a nap.
Or a new piano.
Or to paint some happy trees.
By the time we got back to Dunder Mifflin, it was time to go home. Jim went right to bed. He was tired. I watched a bit of the Eagles game then went to bed. We were losing anyway. 20-6.
And “Cringy German squad gets attacked by birds” isn’t our scarlet letter. Not even theirs.
It’s YouTube’s.
At least the war ended with nobody dying.
Bye for now!
Sincerely,
Pam
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