In good times and bad.....  / Ronda Coppola (Aunt)

I will always remember the fun we had. 
All the bitching and complaining and all that good shit.
Like the time when we found that bird with the broken 
wing and we tried to heal it but I accidently killed it by 
covering it with a rug I made and smothering it. Or the 
many times we took Mr. and Mrs. Clump with us in the 
car on the expressway and hang them out the window 
just to see their skin flap in the wind. And then a few 
days later find out Mrs. Clump gave birth to babies and
she ate them all. Or the many times we would fight over
whose fault it was that our room was messy and you 
would call me a hoe and I would call you a bitch and 
it went on like that for hours! Or the one time when we
were in the station wagon waiting for your mom to get 
out of the store when you seen me with socks you 
thought were yours and you insisted that they were and
got pissed off and kicked the windshield with your high
heel shoe and put a big ass crack in it. Or about the time
you made me ask Bill Wahlert out by the Consignment
Shop and he said yes and then a few days later got 
caught by security making out by Elm Lake afterhours.
And the many laughs we shared like the one where I lost
my virginity to "Pencil (button) Dick". I will miss sharing
things with you like that here on earth but I do know that
you still share with me the things that are going on now
just in a different way. Always remember you're my bitch 
and I'm ya hoe. 

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