While we're talking about my neighbourhood, I might as well tell you about this one girl. She's eight. Or nine. I don't know, but that's relative. Anyway, she thinks she's a vampire. And she's waiting for her vampire boy. She's crazy. Sometimes I don't understand these kids. Have they been watching too much TV?
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Things I hate - and why
HumorI hate the most weird things, so here you have a whole book with some storys.
