Flashback of approximately 1988 when I was crying at Zayre because I couldn’t find my mommy.
Also reminds me when my grandmother left me at a gas station. Approximately 1988 as well. She picked me up for summer camp. It was bowling day and I’d bring my own ball in its case. Grandma said she thought the bowling ball moving around on the floorboard was me moving around in the backseat.
Flashback of approximately 1988 when I was crying at Zayre because I couldn’t find my mommy.
Also reminds me when my grandmother left me at a gas station. Approximately 1988 as well. She picked me up for summer camp. It was bowling day and I’d bring my own ball in its case. Grandma said she thought the bowling ball moving around on the floorboard was me moving around in the backseat.
Ah. You're not that old. I was born 88
Ah. You're not that old. I was born 88
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