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It kinda bothers me when people call my little girl "Kelly". Kelly is my sister. Kelly Marie is my daughter. It's silly, I know, but it still bothers me.

Random story: When we were teenagers, Janet was the first one of us to get her license b/c she was oldest. She had this old Chevette, and anyone who's seen a Chevette knows they're not big cars, even the four door ones. But we could fit 7 or 8 people in there. And we decorated the ceiling with glow-in-the-dark stars. One thing about the Chevette was that you could take the keys out of the ignition while the car was running, and one day Jeff (Jeff was a huge part of my teenage years, in case yall can't tell) took the keys out and was teasing Janet by holding them out the window and dropped them in the middle of 4th street and we had to go back and search for them. Good times.

Wee!chesters drabble for Ash (notthequiettype). 175 words.

( Dean's not really one to throw fits. )

I keep wanting to blame this on ltlredhairdgirl, but I'm pretty sure she didn't prompt it. Pete and Patrick of Fall Out Boy. 175 words.

( Read to me? )

Now, I think I'm off to take a bath. Love yall bunches!! *mwah*