I don't feel like a mom...

Friday, October 14, 2005

Why? Why? Why?

Why do you feel the need to decorate my
furniture with marker, lots and lots of marker?

Why did you feel the need to come flying onto
the highway, speed around me as fast as you
could, just to go the same speed as I was already
going? Couldn't you have done that behind me?

And also why don't you use your blinker? That's
what it's there for. Haven't you heard of common
courtesy?

Why do you not see how wrong it is to fart right by
my head?

Why do you have to be entertained every minute
you're not sleeping? Do you always have to be doing
something? Sit and read, for pete's sake! Sit and
watch a little television. Sit with your own thoughts.
Just leave me alone for 5 minutes!

Update:Why do people have to take something that is
supposed to be fun and turn it in to something ugly?!

That is all.




Posted by Michelle :: 3:52 PM :: 13 People have brought me drinks

Bring me a Drink

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