OK, is this MY fault or my Dad's fault? His computer bag has a zipper pouch in the front that sometimes contains leftover airline pretzels or other goodies, along with "office supplies." After a few "episodes," Dad has learned to keep the pouch zippered -- except if it's not totally closed, we've also learned how to open it enough to get our noses in and extract whatever is in it.
So, the other day, he and Mom came home and found lots of paper clips and binder clips and post it notes and computer cords on the floor 'cause we pushed the zipper open and got all that stuff out. What Mom didn't know, however, is that I had also extracted one of those small cardboard pads with little sticky tabs on it to use when you want to show where to sign something or mark a spot in a document. She didn't know that is until around 2:30 am that night when a familiar retching sound woke her up and when she looked to see what I had produced, she found the whole pad -- yucky but intact. She panicked as to whether I had swallowed anything else -- but apparently I hadn't. She also wondered where I had stored the pad for at least 10 hours. So, whose fault?????
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I am Twelve today
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