It's sad how much I love my neighbors fence.

Well I know that you are wondering why on earth I named this post

"It's sad how much I love my neighbors fence."

So I'll explain it.

So my next door neighbors, they built a fence yesterday and it looks really good... and since we don't have one, I love it.

There. Explained.

So now you are wondering

'Wow Talia, you're kind of odd. Do you just sit there and admire a vinyl fence?"

I'm not going to confirm nor deny that I do just that exact thing.

Soooo now I should probably re-name this post

"It's sad how sad Talia's life is."

On another note, I would totally share my powdered donuts with those fine fence builders just for the pure fact that they build good fences.

I mean, if I share my donuts with you, probably feel really special because I really love donuts and really hate sharing.

I'll gladly share my donuts with

Tianna because she's my best friend and she probably bought them for me, to be honest.

My mom because she writes funny Facebook posts and buys cute clothes. (I guess that is where I get it from. ;))

The whole Boo Boo family because they probably already ate them before I got home.

My friends from work so they will stop eating lemons with salt in the kitchen. That creeps me out.

The baristas at all the coffee places I go to because you guys are the real MVPs.

The chunky ginger kid who used to ride his scooter around my neighborhood. He loves donuts, I bet.

The bank tellers because they see me on the daily and they're nice.

But I'm MOST DEFINITELY not sharing my donuts with

The creepy neighborhood tail-less cat that is always lurking.

The mean cashier at Wal-Mart who rung up the deliciousness earlier.

Clowns at Haunted Houses because you're a disgusting human if that's your choice of fun.

People who judge me and my choices because you guys just suck. Bye.

My other next door neighbors who don't have a fence because they put their garbage can in the way of my backing out of the driveway and I shatter my taillight. 

People who have extra toes.

So if you have all and only ten toes, hit a sista up and let's get some donuts sometime. (Of course, you are driving and buying.)

taliajune;