It was a nice house, belonging to someone who obviously wasn't going to miss the $10 we scammed her out of. She brought the box down and I got so excited. It was about to be mine. I said, " I am so stoked. I have wanted one of these for so long!" and she just looked at me like I was a freakin retard, "Really?" she asked in disbelief.As I was making the 7 point turn to get my car turned around I was a little hurt. I wanted to roll down the window and scream "you don't have to be 50 to quilt!" or "I have cool hobbies too!" or maybe just "die! die! die!"
I stopped on the way home and got my toes done. They are sparkle blue. I am a rockstar quilter.
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