The firetruck on the road next to my bedroom just left. Now only the street in front of my house is blocked off and the street behind the house they're at is blocked off.
Ooo... Jazz firem-- wait a second - Nite, these firemen, were they ooo... worthy? I'd hate to waste an ooo... on less than an ooo... worthy specimen.
Like, see, the one's I've seen 'round here? Yeah, no ooo...'ing happening. Not quite eww...'ing but definitely not ooo...'ing.
Now, where I used to live, well, that was completely another story.
I'm dreaming of cupcakes!Does anyone else wonder what's going on with Cella that we can't see? She's got that smile . . .
mmmmmmmm......