tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7663536761948041699.post7102114374200985703..comments2024-03-21T02:30:01.762-07:00Comments on The Days and Nights of Robierto: Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05702882063841170012noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7663536761948041699.post-45740014052050226282009-03-10T14:38:00.000-07:002009-03-10T14:38:00.000-07:00I'll tell ya what else is broken, fella. A lot of ...I'll tell ya what else is broken, fella. A lot of little kids hearts. Your path home was strewn with them. I hope you can sleep at night. On your stomach full of cereal. If you're a stomach sleeper, that is. <BR/>Yeah.Carrot Jellohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17627476718171567049noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7663536761948041699.post-59590438518093639562009-03-09T15:16:00.000-07:002009-03-09T15:16:00.000-07:00I hate those fundraisers, probably because my pare...I hate those fundraisers, probably because my parents were wise enough to not allow to visit our neighbors and try to sell them anything. Occasionally I would get to sell some wrapping paper to my grandma, but that was about all they would allow.<BR/><BR/>Usually they'd just say, "We're happy to just make a donation to the school, instead of buying something crappy". I paraphrase, but that was the gist of it. Little help that was toward winning a Razor scooter.jhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13828036362454812901noreply@blogger.com