Below is a special treat. A post written by my son. Please enjoy and leave a comment, a NICE comment.
Hello world! I am Very Josies son. Mom told me To write a "post". So now I am writing a "post". Today, we went to a birthday paty in Dracut Mass. My mom wanted to where a VERY tight shirt. I said that I thought it was fine to were to the party and she agreed. When we were getting into the car my mom insisted to go and change her shirt. We patiently waited in the car for her to get back.Instead of changing shirts, my mom put on her "I LIKE TO PLAY POKER!" sweater. And that is the end of my story.
Okay, so that above was written by Evan. What I actually put on was my Party Poker hoodie sweatshirt. And the shirt wasn't THAT tight, but I usually end up outside with the kids and thought a sweatshirt was a good idea. Instead I had to listen to "Do you have to advertise that you love poker?". Fricking kids.
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