APH: Global Warming, Solved
The title? That's what I was screaming after I found one of those paper guillotine things in my French class. (I don't know what it's called.) We had a discussion about what would happen if Agent_Chip stuck her fingers under it with me around. Hence, "I can't type with my niblets!"
We also made King's cakes in there. One of the other girls dumped coloured sugar and sprinkles on it.
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