On New Years eve we had no plan. Everyone was lounging around and it didn't look like things were going to change. I decided it would be fun to TP someones house. I did not get a good response. Brent thought I was childish and said he hadn't TP'd since high school. I didn't pay much attention to the complaints and rally everyone into the car. With little TP we set out to find a victim. We decided on the Roelofs, I know really creative. We even sat down the street and door bell ditched. I have never seen Dale run so fast. I am sure Christa suspected us but we never talked about it. I guess the cat is out of the bag.
Monday, March 9, 2009
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