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| "What?!? Us? Scheming?!? No ... Cam fell asleep with her head on my leg and now I can't move." "And then I'll yell at Mom until she fills our Pickl---oh. Quick thinking, Mags! I didn't see her there!" |
I mean ... it's not like we were in a planning session or anything. Reeeeeally.
Yours sincerely,
Margaret Thatcher
Clearly no mischief has or will happen!
ReplyDeleteWe sure hope you got some filled pickles after your meeting.
ReplyDeleteYou both look so innocent, how could your mom suspect anything?
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