Silly little gifts that create memories which last long after
the plastic arms fall off of Do-Wah-Diddy.
My Aunt is dying.
The Things and I were talking about her last night and THIS made us laugh so hard we could pretend our tears were happy ones, for a least a moment.
I'm sure you don't get it. You sort of had to be there. But they remembered these ugly little toys and the retarded video that she gave them and could not stop talking about.
How can we explain to her just how much she will be missed? Impossible.
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