My father calls me Angel and my mom died she had a bellyache.
Maia, this is Terry "Blondie head" Johnson
(reading Terry's note) "Dear Strawberry, this was my best day of my life but I must move on. Don't bother to come looking for me. I know you and Maia don't wannna talk to me and I've got new girls to play with me until my new girls knows me." From: Terry, a.k.a: Idiot boy.
What did I do wrong? This is all my fault.
There you are, Blondie head. We're sorry we yell at you.
(gasps) It's me, Strawberry. Don't pretend you don't remember me, Blondie head.
I love you, too, Dad.
Blondie, this is my Dad.
Hi, Mrs. Johnson.
Blondie head, THAT WAS OUTSTANDING!