Didn't she demand one? Oh well...Commence with the celebrations! Dear Meg*/Rae (I'm not sure which one you prefer), You are absolutely beautiful. In spirit, and all that jazz. I've had much fun talking with you about king cakes and pralines and things of that sort, and I would be much obliged if you would accept this special birthday gifty thing from yours truly. Love, Krystin
That's such a pretty statue. Meg, dearest. I want to marry you. I don't have a lot to give in the ways of money, but tell your daddy my love's true and that I'm a-gonna give you a shack with a thousand pet snails, a hundred cardboard boxes, a bright purple dress, and a million ways to sing about it. That oughta do it. Ahaahahahaaahahaaaa.... happy birthday.
I wish I could stay and hand out party favors, but I have to go run/sleep. Again, happy birthday Meg*/Rae; have a good one.
i think i just wet my pants DYLAN :SGLSDKGKLSDJGKLSDJKklsjdgks katie katie my dad says i can marry you! oooooh that was a perfect birthday with the exception of george's midnight freak-out and someone having the nerve to call me Megan. pft. how dare they. oh..krystin.. i prefer rae.
Well... the fiasco wasn't my fault... my msn keeps screwing up. I just feel bad because it freaked you out and you were crying.