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Long long ago (last Friday) in the magical land of Patrick Henry high school, there was a girl (we'll call her Podge), and her iPhone (pronounced Aye-PaHoneAaa)

Podge and iPhone went everywhere together, they were inseparable. It was like iPhone was physical attached to Podge. Podge loved iPhone sooooo much and iPhone loved her.

and so it went....

Until one day Podge was at track and called her mom (we'll call her Princess Amazing), Podge was sobbing, iPhone had been STOLEN!!!! ( dundahdun)

Princess Amazing felt horrible, and even though she was out having amazing 9$ steak with her dear friends "Fun" and "Fabulous" ... she left her friends and rushed home to console Podge.

First they pinged the phone's current location, which was hunted out by another friend "Hutch". Hutch found that the address didn't exist. ( Thanks Sprint)

Princess Amazing was perplexed, everywhere iPhone was pinged was right around PHHS.
Perhaps Podge had left iPhone on the field during track... "No" cried Podge, "iPhone was stollen!!"

Never the less her fearless brother "Fluffy" went to the field early the next morning (before he took the SAT for five hours) and searched high and low... but alas no iPhone.

Podge was saddened, would she ever see iPhone again?? ( insert dramatic music)

Monday morning, sad Podge got out of the car and headed into PHHS... staring into the sad inevitable conclusion that without iPhone she would have to *gasp* pay attention in class!!!!
Then it happened.....

Princess Amazing's phone rang, it was Podge!!

" mom? "
" so on Friday, I didn't have my school I.D., and I needed to check out loaners... So ummm I .... gave her my phone until I turned them back in... And I forgot to go get my phone back..." O_o

The story you just read is true, the names have been changed to protect the ignorant.


Paige Eagle said…
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Paige Eagle said…
Let me tell you a long story about a mother named Hamy, who poured soda on her head, and now she is sticky, wait not as long as I thought
Lmao! I think you should translate this into Spanish like the Veggie Tales Dance of the Cucumber ;)

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