Joey’s light.

Since my brother Joey doesn’t live with us anymore, we generally leave his bedroom door closed and don’t go in there. Except when my Mom needs to use his closet, aka, her other closet. And my Dad keeps his laptop in there sometimes.

Yesterday, my Dad discovered Joey’s light was on. In the middle of the day.

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2 Responses to “Joey’s light.”


  1. 1 Brittany Moore July 26, 2012 at 2:36 pm

    Haha, I consistently have a similar problem with my mom.
    “Mom, did you get any mail for me?”
    “No, from who?”
    “My bank.”
    “Oh, yeah. I’ve got that right here…”


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