Four of the little boogers are stealing stuff from me.
Little stuff. Like rubber bands.
I wouldn't mind if they were using the rubber bands for good-- that's what rubber bands are there for. To be helpful. To hug posters into submission. To bundle up pens if you are a bagless wonder.
But my kids aren't using them for good.... they're using them for evil. And I am not pleased.
3 comments:
I know you'll kick their asses--figuratively of course. M
amiga! show em that ragin midwestern! much love my friend
man... you're molding minds, i'm selling liquor. sounds about right, when you think about it.
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