I'm so special. I mowed the whole freaking lawn myself. I planted all the flowers. I took out the garbage. I did all the dishes. I cleaned the counters four hundred and eighty three times. I got the license. I paid the bills. The car was fixed with my money. I cooked those amazing brownies. Gee, my hair smells terrific. Righteous rack. See, I told you she dyed her hair. I can't see that far. What did you say? I know. Isn't she darling? Just like her mom. Really smart, too. Not that that matters in the long run, but you know. . .
No, I don't know. I never had a zit. I never used that stuff for diaper rash.. You keep thinking you can get away with it. The floors need to be stripped. My Alfredo is better. When a grown man says, "I wish I could. . ." Some stuff you never forget. Some stuff is important. "Isn't that skirt a little tight?" "You are the smartest person I know." "I wish I could. . ."
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