M ake a cool dance, now!
O h my! It’s crazy! How are you my..
Acrostic poem, for you, mum. I know you’re all bedridden and crippled right now, but they are rebuilding you to be better, stronger, faster. Hopefully they threw a couple of like.. lasers or.. ninja stars in there while they were poking around. Soon you will be drop kicking our sorry asses like never before! Hi-YAH! Especially after you read this touching get well post.
And I can only imagine the street cred that scar is going to earn you… You might be next in line to take over the EL street gang. I hope your gang colours would be butter yellow or dusty rose because those work nice for you.
Anyway, call me when you’re not all gross and hospitally! Love yooooou!