last night.
And I aint gonna lie…I gotta little skeered. So I threw a bunch of stuff in the bathroom and sat on the phone with my dad till it passed.
Apparently this is what I think it takes to survive a tornado.
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you absolutly kill me. that is so funny
Comment by shawn — February 19, 2009 @ 12:53 pm
Well, at least it’s a clean bathroom. Guess a TSG doesn’t have to worry about a dirty toilet.
TMI. Sorry ’bout that.
Comment by Christian — February 19, 2009 @ 3:06 pm
Everybody knows you can’t make it through a tornado without a purse!
Comment by kim harner — February 20, 2009 @ 11:44 pm
I don’t do bad weather. I was skeered, too.
Comment by Becca\'s Mom — February 22, 2009 @ 6:08 pm
Thank goodness for dad’s! And I want to see a picture of the red car cake.
Comment by julie — February 24, 2009 @ 8:48 am