Momma haven't let me near my Facebook for a longest time now acause she been too busy hiding all a my belongings in cardboard boxes. She don't know what I hided a bone in the couch yet; but I HAD to. We's moving, Georgie, she says. Well, a course I knows we's movin'. She bees all, git outta here, move over, git down... I's movin' all a time. No, Georgie, you's gonna have a new dress, she says all excited like. Well, what the heck does I want with a new dress? Someone needs to have a talk at that woman.
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