I was dusting shelves one day and low and behold, I see this can hiding behind some picture frames, opened and full of pop. I have also found them in shelves in dark closets, and in the worst places of all, bathroom counters- eww, where people flush and tiny particles fly in the air....!!!!
It wasn't until I was in the garage the other day when I found another one of these opened cans full of pop when I had a flashback, to a young five year old, too many years ago to count. As hard as it is to admit
I myself used to sneak down into what we called my Grandma's cellar (basement) in her home in Michigan and took swigs of pop! GASP!
My Grandma didn't have the type of pop that a 5 year old would normally drink, she had what I now love, Vernor's Gingerale. Now at the time, I detested Vernors. However, it was POP, and it was carbonated! I would take about 2 sips and it was over. I couldn't stand the taste any longer and that was enough. I would then leave the evidence behind.
My older sister and I (I am the cute one :) ) |
What goes around, comes around! HaHaHaHa ;-)
ReplyDeleteI hope everthing doesnt....eek..
ReplyDeleteUmmmm, I might have a problem with you being the cute one!
ReplyDeleteHmmm, I am wondering who you are???
ReplyDeleteI have a feeling your the person on the left....
ReplyDeleteYou are very correct. I love this, you are doing a great job!
ReplyDeleteLol! Thanks! Mom never let me have long hair.....
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