Erin told me that everything is my fault. When she told me this, I went through a list of things that I felt I was blameless for, but she told me that they were ALL my fault.
- Sneaking things for Erin from Tori, my fault.
- The dogs pooping on the rug, my fault.
- The tornado in Oklahoma, my fault.
- Wars, my fault.
- The drought, my fault.
- Justin Beiber, my fault.
- Dogs barking, my fault.
- Car alarms, my fault.
- Bird poop on my windshield, my fault.
- Shirley, my fault.
- Death, my fault.
- Canada, my fault.
- Bad tempered customers, my fault.
- Obama, my fault. (That one hurt.)
- Uncle Andy, my fault.
- and finally, “Pake, everything’s your fault.”
She’s mean to me.