Just that they ruin things. And i say that as someone who genuinely like kids and often am not angry about what they ruin. But ruin things they do.
Yes, this is more accurate. There are just times that I don't want to have to deal with it. I want to have the option of having dinner or watching a movie without having them around.
PLEI!
Okay, no crate yet. Though I did bring the box out to the living room.
It's to store blankets in and put my TV on top of.
Ooh, a monkey cake would be cool.
The cake was for a book release party for Emily Flake's book, Lulu Eightball. Which just showed up on this week's EW's Must List at number one.
Will they do that for free still?
Yeah, they'll troubleshoot it and fix it or replace it. I've been with Verizon for eight or nine years and if I don't get my phone upgrade, my umpteenth contract with them is over. And they know that it came busted, just that I haven't quite gone into a store yet.
The internet lured me with the ordering and activating and never dealing with an actual person. It lied.
What's Danger Mouse?
Cass, exactly. But, I also know that kids ruin literal things. Like books, chairs, markers, desks, sweaters.... you know. STUFF. Sometimes they mean to, often they don't. But it still happens.
They're little waves of mutilation.
Ozzie just came in and lay on top of the crate box.
Definitely no crate yet.
The internet lured me with the ordering and activating and never dealing with an actual person. It lied.
Ah, see you're helping me revise my thought. People ruin everything.
crates = overrated.
OH! we cleaned our house. Which was clean for like 3 minutes.
People ruin everything.
Yes. The smaller ones are just less sneaky about it.