This is Jenny Crye reporting live from 1812. They are bringing out a Treaty called the Treaty of Ghent. I even got to sign it. I asked if I would be famous and they just looked at me. I guess jokes are not invented. Anyway, I chatted up the British later and befriended quite a few. So later that evening, the American kicked me out of the camp and called me traitor. I had nowhere to live and they had taken my barrette pins!! I guess I will have to live life with hair in my face like the tomboys back home. I kind of miss my old roommates that used to let me give them makeovers. However, the British are better!! They made me pot pie and a delicious thing called a flapjack. It tastes awfully like something I have, but I can't put my finger on it. Oh, I just received a text from my boss that he is deceased. I just figured out that 1 year here is 5 years there. They are sending a time machine to pick me up. I apparently now have 3 kids.
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