i have an alf doll, his name is alf, no one has as kool of an alf
doll as i do. only llama, because she happens to have the same alf
doll as me. our alf dolls is super cool. he tells stories, stories of
eating cats, on his home planet melmac. his ears flop back and forth,
his jaw moves up and down, his hand strokes my leg. well not really,
that last bit isnt true, unfortunately. when i was young, i loved
that alf doll, i tried to make him happy. i tried to feed him a
penny, NOW I KKNOW NOW that money isnt the answer. but then i was
young, what can i say. that penny put my dear alf into a coma. one
that lasted several weeks. Finally, doctor dad revived him. all was
then right with the world. be jealous of my alf doll people. mua ha
ha!!!
~britt
Aargh! Pirates we be!
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