As a kid, I didn’t have an imaginary friend. I had an imaginary GIRAFFE. This unnamed giraffe would be my scapegoat whenever I did something I shouldn’t. (Which honestly, wasn’t that often. I was a well-behaved rugrat.)
As a kid, I didn’t have an imaginary friend. I had an imaginary GIRAFFE. This unnamed giraffe would be my scapegoat whenever I did something I shouldn’t. (Which honestly, wasn’t that often. I was a well-behaved rugrat.)