Can you say dangerous?

My sister at my Poppy's for a bbq. He had more food than

needed and enough snacks on the table for a huge party.

But instead my cousins and I raided his closet for candy.

I had no idea chocolate twizzlers were so good. And they

can even second as a mustache.

It took almost a month for him to get back to

his original size after I took him out of the water.

He didn't shrink well, he def lost a leg, or really his

peg.

It kills me how they question our intelligence.

I hadn't been to Walmart since we got back from

California. Pretty big deal for me.

When I walked in front of him, he started to talk.

Now he's supposed to talk, he runs on batteries

and has a motion detector. The thing is, his

switch was off. It's not that out of the ordinary

for stuff like that to happen at my house though.

Someone's bag from work.