Hello, America. It’s me. Emma. Writing to you from one of the polar ice caps. By which I mean, New England. Where it now snows. ALL. WINTER.
We’re all thinking it, America. So let’s just say it: WTF?
Hello, America. It’s me. Emma. Writing to you from one of the polar ice caps. By which I mean, New England. Where it now snows. ALL. WINTER.
We’re all thinking it, America. So let’s just say it: WTF?
Hi Folks,
Me again. I understand that there is another holiday on the way. New Years. Okay, a few questions. First, do we need a new one because someone broke the old one? If so: it wasn’t me. (Unless by “year” you mean Mommy’s necklace. That was totally me.) Next question: does this holiday mean I get boxes wrapped in shiny paper. No? Well, then honestly, what’s the big deal?