remember when we were at christa's house, and it was dark, and we were leaving walking to your house or something, and there was that flower in her neighbor's yard? and you went to pick it, and we imagined that alarms went off and red lights started flashing, and police cars pull up, and you're just sitting there bent over picking the flower, frightened for your life. that's probably my favorite thing that i have ever imagined. thanks for that. ha ha.
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