Note to Self
This blog is dedicated to the funny in-and-of-itself daily occurences in the lives of Timmy and Brooke. Do not go on tangents to discuss unrelated matters such as witnessing something resembling a rat fall out of a tree and onto the street with an audible thwack, shrieking like the girl that I am and then later learning that it was not a rat but a baby squirrel.
Yes, I will stay on track.

1 Comments:
(Note to You: I will most likely comment all of your entries. Just sayin'.)
I went night swimming at my friends house the other day. After my initial dive into the pool, I come up for air to my friends screaming at the top of their lungs. Their was a rat swimming across. Not a baby squirrel. A rat. I went swimming with a rat.
12:19 PM
Post a Comment
<< Home