So I race around the house and I race around the house and there's nothing to do and I want to do something and so I kill the toilet paper after dragging it into the tub and I get on top of the kitchen cupboards and I race around there but there isn't much room and so then I divebomb whoever happens to be wandering through the kitchen (woe is me if it's V'lu) and then I chase Bebe and I chase Ellen and I chase Bebe and then I chase Ellen some more and Mama yells, "Slow down dammit!" and I race to the bathroom and check to see if the toilet paper really is dead and then I race to the living room window and then I race into the kitchen where I slide into a solid thump against the fridge.
And then I do it again!!!
Mama plays a new game, she's on level 12 still and its all because of Jacks that she is THERE and not doing dishes or paying attention to us, which is a good thing - I get away with LOTS while she's being hypnotized by the dots and the zen music...click that link over there --->
You know you want to...
Mama's just finished reading: "Cadillac Beach" by Tim Dorsey. She likes Tim Dorsey, actually brings out the gigglesnort within her. This is another "Serge" novel, who is quite the character and gets into and out of all sorts of impossible but somewhat feasible quandaries.
Mama's hearing aide:
I was in the pub last night
A mutual friend of ours said
Hed seen you in the uniform
Yeah the leather belt looks manly
The black boots butch
But oh what a bastard to get off
Promises, promises
They offer real solutions
But hatred has never won for long
You was so open minded
But by someone blinded
And now your sign says closed.
I think we've lost our perception -
I think we've lost sight of the goals we should
Be working for
I think we've lost our reason
We stumble blindly and that vision must be restored!
I wish that there was something
I could do about it
I wish that there was some way
I could try to fight it
Scream and shout it -
But something you said set the house ablaze!
It is called indoctrination
And it happens on all levels
But it has nothing to do with equality
It has nothing to do with democracy
And though it professes to
It has nothing to do with humanity
It is cold, hard and mechanical
"Set the House Ablaze" by the Jam
Gotta runrunrun!
Sissy
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