January 29, 2018
The kids haven’t caught it yet. They know to stay away from Fred because he’s grumpy. He’s never grumpy. I baked up two dozen cupcakes. Twenty-four of the best cupcakes I’d ever baked. I took them over there and set them on the counter with a note that said they were to go to the nursing home. That woman is over there in the nursing home hollering, “Where’s Fred?” “Where’s Fred?” That’s all she says. Fred’s sick. He probably caught it over there. You can catch almost anything in those places. Anyway the cupcakes disappeared. Nobody knew where they went.