Originally posted by johnnyforever😮
Ok. Well let me start by telling you the story of Fred. Fred was born in the small town of Lead. And each day, him and his family had bread. For that's all that they could afford. Then one day, while laying bed, Fred said to himself, "I'm tired of bread!" So he packed his things, and far away did he head, despite the dangers that he knew were ahead. But not to fear said Fred, for he was a brave one. A brave little boy, that was sick of bread.mmm
Originally posted by Morning_GlorySup?
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