You took me to your grandparent's for dinner. I thanked your grandmother profusely for having us over and cooking since my family doens't celebrate xmas. She was upset though. Of coarse. Your grandpa was trying to potty train Shelburne, and Shelburne was laughing about the bidet. lol.
He was naked though so it was a little disturbing.
Then you were going somewhere on a plane, but it got highjacked! I was so scared for you! The highjackers were shooting people, and I ran by trying to get to you and I almost got shot. Hours later I was trying to find more information about it on the news, flight 866, but all I could find were cartoons. RERUNS! I was screaming "MY HUSBAND IS ON THAT PLANE!" but the detectives said you weren't my husband. I told them I loved you but they didn't understand.
You tried to escape at some point. You were going to parachute using your MC Hammer pants, but you didn't get away. I saw a jeep full of kids sink into the lake. Jeep was trying to convince people after that that it's still a good car to buy.
I found out the plane had landed in the Caribbean. The water was so blue. The SWAT team was ready when people started getting off the plane, and they thought they were safe, but suddenly the highjackers shot everyone and took off in a boat with the treasure! I saw the whole thing from underwater. Maybe my tears made the ocean deeper. As far as I know, you died. That sux :(
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