Fred ,'Life of the Party'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Help. Me. Breathe. Please God, Help. Me. Breathe.
Someone's playing in our checking account.
We're overdrawn by over $1000. WAY over. I didn't do any of this. I didn't do it. Someone also deposited $3840.00. I'd be glad to take it. Oh my God. Help help help.
Aimee--call the bank and have them shut it down stat!
Oh, God, Aimee, how'd that happen? I'm sure there's a way to fix it, though.
I'm on with the bank right now. Our daycare checks are gonna bounce. Oh my god.
Gads, much bank-ma and punctuation and stuff.
Oh, dear. I hope the bank will reinstate the $1,000. Can you call the day care and let them know what's going on?
Actually, it's more like $1800 the bank needs to give back. They spent all our reall money too.
I'm this close to a nervous breakdown. This close.
{{{{Aimee}}}} Breathe. It will work out. Call the daycare right today, too and let them know you've been robbed. As soon as the bank gives back your money you can pay them.
(((Aimee))))
Breathe, babe, breathe. The bank will figure it out. It's gonna be ok.