A girl came to my door, I guess she's from Texas and doing her internship...here? I couldn't tell if she was selling something or what. She asked me why flamingos were pink, and when I didn't know, pulled out a book to show me. Then asked if my grass was wet because she wanted to do a summersault. She said something about college preps. I seriously have no idea what that was about. My mom comes to the door, all, "Lal? who is it? Tell them we aren't interested!"
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I am a part of all that I have met.