For Christmas this year I wanted to get my cousin a pearl-handled knife, a radio and a whole pound of chocolate covered cherries. Instead, i'm building her a kite.
She would like to get me a bike, she's said so on several million occasions, "Buddy one day i will locate you a bike. Don't ask how. steal it maybe." Instead i'm fairly certain she is building me a kite.
Its the same as last year, and the year before that, but the year before that we exchanged slingshots. All which is fine by me.
Buddy... hey are you awake? I cant sleep a hoot. My mind is jumping back and forth like a jack rabbit.
I made you another kite too.
Buddy I wanted so bad to get you a bike. I tried to sell my cameo Papa gave me. Buddy... I made you another kite.