Sara signed her note, garlanded it with hearts

Sara signed her note, garlanded it with hearts & passed it to Patty who passed it to Sammy. He opened it: "I like you. Do you like me?" He wrote a reply & passed it back: "maybe."

Sara wrote, "don't be wishy-washy. You can either love me with your entire heart & soul or hate me with a desperation few boys will ever know." Patty passed the note to Sammy.

Sammy stared at the note passed to him from Sara, and started sweating nervously. He really didn't have feelings for her either way, and he didn't know how she would respond if he

aring that I had both a congenital insensitivity to pain and Alexithymia so I really really couldn't make an informed statement concerning feelings, even on questions temperature.

It was due to my upbringing by my grandmother, Granny Wheelbarrow. She had discovered a way to grow cocaine, and said, "Pot's for pussies." I didn't know any better, being a kid.

-ficers of the ASPCA followed me state to state as I left behind me a trail of used and angry cats, still coming down from their buzzes. They caught up with me in Canada, where

the Royal Canadian Mounties arrested me for being drunk and disorderly; when, in fact, I had forced a Siamese cat on Burton Cummings, at gun point. The ASPCA Officers cuffed me and

I rotted in jail for being that drunk. 28 years passed i that stinky old jail cell.

Now that I've been released from prison, so much has changed. The world is so much more advanced, and it's scary to see. I immediately decided to get absolutely wasted that day.