Went to McDonald’s
The boy I liked was working
I dropped my sundae
Come near, sit a spell, and listen to tales of old as I sit and rock by my fire. I'll serve you some cocoa and cookies as I tell you of the time long gone by when your Greats-greats once lived.
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oooooh dear! at least it wan't a latte! love this!
Oh nooooo! Not the sundaeeee! Lol!
Oops. That would be bad. Lol.
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Comments (3)
oooooh dear! at least it wan't a latte! love this!
Oh nooooo! Not the sundaeeee! Lol!
Oops. That would be bad. Lol.