My daughter has a friend. Let’s call her “Dippy,” because she is.
Dippy got mad at Gwen the other day because Gwen invited another girl over to our house this weekend. Dippy decided to get revenge. Her revenge? She claimed she fell, hit her head, got amnesia, and didn’t remember who Gwen was anymore.
(You see why I call her Dippy, right? Sharpest knife in the drawer, she is NOT.)
So, Gwen got HER revenge by “reminding” Dippy in front of everyone at school that before she got “amnesia” she lost a bet to Gwen and owes Gwen $1000!
And suddenly—*POOF*—just like magic, Dippy’s “amnesia” was cured.
GOD, I ADORE TEENAGE GIRLS!!!!