there once was a girl. a ginger girl; a freckled girl. *
she lived many years ago in a land far, far away. (with the fairies)
one day she was doing some colouring, and her uncle offered to help her.
"alas!" she cried, "there is but one orange."
and she continued alone, working through her tears.
so ends our sad story.
be sure always to make sure you have enough oranges, and perhaps you will have better fortune.
*Hattie, not me
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the tragedy of a crayon unshared
A problem shared is a problem halved therefore she should have cut the crayon in half
surely you're not suggesting that an orange crayon is a problem?!
Yes, yes I am!!
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