We all know what he is REALLY going to jail for. Turd.
I put my Christmas tree up. It lasted all of 4 days before ornaments were crushed, limbs were bent and spirit destroyed. Little Ike (kitten that he is) made his home in the tree. Spec.Tac.U.Lar.
I had to take it down and explain to my son why. That was a lot of fun. When he's 34 and sitting in his therapist's office, perhaps memories of his mom taking down the tree whilst yelling at the cat will come back and he'll ask "why me?"...poor fella. The best is yet to come.
Well, I had more, but I'm really distracted and trying to work while not working. I'm going to come back when I can do a better job. I suck.
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