No! I have two! I am beset upon multiple sides. At least toddler's conversations are in a language I can't understand (they might all be "hello-hi!-hello!-hihihi" for all I know).
'The Train Job'
Natter 39 and Holding
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Someone needs to teach a Snopes class for seniors.
Yes, I just had to Snopes smack my mother.
Again.
I Snopes smacked my grandmother for months with no results. Then, one day, my cousin starts sending out Snopes-worthy stuff (I think the old "P&G is run by Satanists" UL), and there's an e-mail back to her from my grandmother: "This is not true. Here is the link to snopes.com; you should look here before you send anything like this out."
So, keep hammering. Eventually, it'll get in their skulls.
poor ita, distracted by annoyances. The least they could do is send you someone pretty to distract you instead.
I wanna skip school today. Can I?
Wow.
That was the equivalent of not liking your moms answer and then asking your dad.
The least they could do is send you someone pretty to distract you instead.
Then I'd complain about the pretty being at work where my rules prevent me from touching (because I'm doing oh so much touching in my free time, let me tell you).
On the other hand -- $1.36 for a slice of chocolate cake. That'll shut me up for a second or two.
Okay, I have just kicked ass, taken names, successfully repaired some personal folders much to my coworker's delight, solved the mystery of the thing with the cookies for California, and I don't even care about the ping with the 100% packet loss, because I'm going to get myself a frickin' sandwich and I can deal with it later.
On the way, I may see if the can of soup is still in the freezer.
shrift, be sure to report back.
This sounds like an early reader mystery. "Shrift and the Case of the Frozen Soup Can"
Isn't it about time we ran away together and embarked on a life of crime?
Cause I could handle a life of crime right about how. Low-key crime, you understand. Having a beer and then driving in DC. Walking a dog at midnight while whistling in Montana. That sort of thing.