Today I turned eighteen! Mom spent most of the day telling me about this one time eighteen months ago when I was kicking her in the ribbies so she had me yanked out of the pool I lived in. Her stories are weird.
Later, when I had heard the story eleventy billion times and couldn't take it any longer, we went outside and I saw a 'copter!!!!!!!!
Unfortunately, where there is one 'copter, there seems only to be, well, one 'copter.
Tomorrow I'll tell you all about what it's like to be eighteen.
Tonight I'll tell you all about what it's like to see a 'copter and then have mom not be able to find anymore.
(Yes, this is ninety seconds of complete, distressed gibberish but for the word 'copter.)
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