My cousin and I were going to the mall one time and I found a dollar on the seat next to me. My cousin said I shouldn’t touch the dollar because it was probably drug money. He said some people from south america probably owned the dollar and if I took it they would find me and kill me. And if the drug people didn’t kill me then the police would come and take everything I owned and sell it to other people. I didn’t believe him and took the dollar. But later I got scared so I bought a “Freezy” with the dollar. Now the Freezy people have to worry about south americans.
A place to store the things I write. The posts are listed from oldest to newest in the archive list, that is really the best way to read them. For now everything here is fiction.
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