Tales from the Old Mills

By Oldmills

You dont ask, you dont get

we were walking past, we asked, we got.

The Child, however, refused to pocket one of the blue-flashy- on the ground- strobey things while their backs were turned, even tho I REALLY WANTED one.

Moral of the story- dont ask, just take.

I want a blue light that flashes......

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