"We have our own criminals to deal with. They cause enough problems. We do not need illegals adding to our problems and sucking up our resources and taxpayer dollars. Let their motherlands deal with their own garbage."
Fredrick, I had plans to see a movie after school. " She whined. "No buts young lady, youve been late every day this week and Ive had enough of it.
" Mr. Fredrick was a wihh in his late 40s. He had a thick moustache, wore bottle bottom glasses and he spoke with a dry rasp. Samantha sighed as she gave into the idea of her perfect warm spring day ending before it even began. She sat through her morning class filled with disappointment.
What would she say to Courtney.
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