No matter what the People try to say, I was not crying because my fountain was not working. I was informing. No water was being spit forth, so I sat there and told the Man about it. And when he looked, I said "Fix it, please."
Oh yeah, I was freaking polite about it.
But I did not cry.
Swearsies.
Oh yeah, I was freaking polite about it.
But I did not cry.
Swearsies.