Things That I Hate

My Grandma’s Cursive

She got me a card for my birthday and she wrote me a note, but I couldn’t read it because her cursive was insane. It was loopy, squiggly, small and tall. And she goes “well, read it aloud!” Yeah, I would, gram, if I knew how to read it.

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