Note to Self:
The next damn time you lay (like a black widow spider) in wait for the damn ice-cream man so that you can accuse him of "reckless driving" on a "cul-de-sac chock full of little kids" (like you're the Nancy Grace of Overland Park)....
...and then after you finish your tirade you sanctimoniously ask for "one of them dang Bomb Pops".....
Do make certain that you didn't spend all your cash on things like groceries at Walmart... or a Coke at the Chick-Fil-A... and that you actually have some damn money in your damn pocket to pay for the damn Bomb Pop with....
1 comment:
Doesn't that just blow the steam out of righteous indignation???
Have a great one anyway,
Cat
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