Dwin, home alone, stands
on his tiptoes and peeks out
the window of the door.
Dwin eyeballs a clean cut guy
about twenty standing there with a
box. He sees Dwin and waves,
"Are you Dwin?"
Dwin can barely breathe, "Yes."
The clean cut guy smiles, "Do you mind
on his tiptoes and peeks out
the window of the door.
Dwin eyeballs a clean cut guy
about twenty standing there with a
box. He sees Dwin and waves,
"Are you Dwin?"
Dwin can barely breathe, "Yes."
The clean cut guy smiles, "Do you mind
signing for this?"