Wow.: My junior or senior year of college my parents moved into a different house and I never really had a room in it (I would rotate bw the two guestrooms), but the one consistent thing would be this retarded bear that would be on the bed with these throw pillows when I’d get back into town (keep in mind I haven’t spent more than ten days at home in about four years or so). Anywho, this bear always ends up with the pillows at the bottom of a pile in the corner of this room. To be honest, I’m surprised he’s made it this far. Sent via BlackBerry by AT&T





