Good night bïtches!! Sleep tight and don't let jimmy the ghost get to u. Before y'all go to sleep wats 12*12?? Jimmy the ghost wants to know

When i was four years old, my dad and i a tree in our front yard. it was a tiny, fragile sapling. he promised me that it would grow tall and strong, but he said that i had to be patient. until i turned 18 years old, dad and i it every year on my birthday. choose the words that correctly fill in the blanks.