Gives You Hell

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I'm on a laundry mission.  Walking room to room collecting dirty socks and underthings. When, what do I spy with my little eye....a letter. A letter written by Noah. It's on the desk in Ky's room. It's face down, so I begin reading the back first.  I nearly collapse in a heap of laughter as I read....from the begining....
So at first this chick like't me...
Then on December 
14th 2009 we 
plad a game 
then this kid named 
vincint hert my 
arm then the 
chick said your Grawnded!
Im going to telle on your mom 
then I had that 
song kold Give 
You hell in my 
hede then I told my brother
he hatid it
very much.



His penmanship and punctuation need a little work. But he's a writer....YAY!!
(Note the angry eyes and fire around his head, and Vincent's blue eye....)

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Anonymous said…
This is PRECIOUS!!!!!!

Auntie
12/17/2009
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