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Wifezilla
Low-Carb Queen - RIP: 1963-2021
Our neighborhood is over populated with free-range rugrats. Most are girls. The people across the street actually watch theirs....mostly Their girls don't cause problems though. The kids down the street are a little weird, but appear mostly harmless. The one from yesterday though. SHEESHH! She is a piece of work. Her name is actually Destiny. I think she is destined for county jail. Sad to say that about an 8 year old, but holy guacamole! She either has brain cooties of some sort or had very early trauma. The kid just "aint right". While I sympathize, I have enough crap here to worry about and will not tolerate messing with my stuff no matter what your age or history.
Yesterday I felt the universe at work. She was talking to me....
"Hey stupid! If you can't protect your flock from and 8 year old, how the heck are you going to protect them if a real size human comes after them or your stuff? Oh, and by the way, quit being so cheap and get yourself another freaking can opener!!!" (The last part came as I searched the kitchen yet again for the can opener. Took me 15 minutes to find it that time. Yesterday I had to ask Ed to help me find it after I searched for 20 minutes and couldn't find it. The can opener likes to hide.)
The universe is a harsh mistress but she aint stupid. Sometimes it whispers. Sometimes it smacks you in the back of the head and calls you names.
Yesterday I felt the universe at work. She was talking to me....
"Hey stupid! If you can't protect your flock from and 8 year old, how the heck are you going to protect them if a real size human comes after them or your stuff? Oh, and by the way, quit being so cheap and get yourself another freaking can opener!!!" (The last part came as I searched the kitchen yet again for the can opener. Took me 15 minutes to find it that time. Yesterday I had to ask Ed to help me find it after I searched for 20 minutes and couldn't find it. The can opener likes to hide.)
The universe is a harsh mistress but she aint stupid. Sometimes it whispers. Sometimes it smacks you in the back of the head and calls you names.