Yesterday I come home and Errol tells me a sad story of how the girls were hanging out in Zoe’s room having fun. And he just wanted to join them. But when he went in, Zoe left. I asked Zoe about this and she said “yup, he came in and sat on my pillow and started farting, and telling farting jokes. So I left.”
Errol’s versions of the story aren’t always the same as other people’s. =)
Yesterday I come home and Errol tells me a sad story of how the girls were hanging out in Zoe’s room having fun. And he just wanted to join them. But when he went in, Zoe left. I asked Zoe about this and she said “yup, he came in and sat on my pillow and started farting, and telling farting jokes. So I left.”
Errol’s versions of the story aren’t always the same as other people’s. =)